She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 113

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 113

Valentina stomped her foot, tugging at Joy Ward and asking, “Joy, why were you just
now being so nice and polite to her? A waitress like that should be fired by the
manager.”
“Are you an idiot? You would have been thrown out before they fired her. Emperor Perry
has his own rules, troublemakers, regardless of their status, are all thrown out without
exception.”
Valentina River’s heart tightened, “Then just now…”
“At Emperor Perry you better behave yourself and not cause me any trouble, or you can
just roll out of here early,” Joy Ward said angrily, she was sick and tired of having a fool
by her side, if not for the fact that she was somewhat useful, she would have wanted
her gone far and away.
Vale ntina River, looking at the burly security guards in black clothes standing two
meters apart in the spacious corridor, couldn’t help but feel her heart pounding.
If she were to be thrown out in such a setting, she would truly lose all her face.
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Upon re aching the top floor, a new attendant stepped forward to guide them. As they
walked, Joy Ward couldn’t help but feel something was amiss and softly asked, “Excuse
me, are we heading to Miss Williams’ private room?”
“Miss Williams didn’t book a private room , she booked the banquet hall.”
Joy Ward stood there astonished.
Her look could only be described as incredulous, as if she wanted to confirm the reality
immediately, her pace unconsciously quickening following the attendant.
Entering the banquet hall, Val entina River couldn’t help but cover her mouth.

The grand banquet hall was resplendent and glittering, glasses clinking, with a grand
expanse of beguiling, rich red roses blooming in the center, their fragrance
overwhelming.
Handsome men and beautiful wome n in suits and gowns, the skirts twirling, a vision of
grand beauty too magnificent to behold.
This caliber of a birthday banquet was precisely the dream every girl yearns for.
“Joy, are… are we sure we haven’t walked into the wrong place?” Valentina River asked
dumbfoundedly, completely astounded.
Joy Ward pressed her lips tightly together; such a standard for a birthday banquet was
clearly the work of Waylon Lewis.
Waylon Lewis was hosting a birthday banquet for Hope Williams!
Damn that Hope Williams!
Why does she deserve such attention from Waylon?
Truly hateful, she thought, let her be arrogant for a few more days, and when it’s time
for her to be dealt with, she’ll be taught a lesson.
Joy Ward saw people approaching them, pulled her thoughts together, t ook a deep
breath, stood up straight, and her demeanor instantly lifted.
Even in spite of the hatred, she could still perfectly mask her feelings in such a
gathering, presenting the best side of herself.
After all, she was the daughter of the Ward Family, naturally lovely and vivacious, not to
mention her outstanding demeanor and the meticulous attire drawing many glances her
way in an instant.
She managed a properly gentle and sweet smile, walking gracefully into the crowd.
“Miss Ward, you truly look stunning today.”
“Yes, yes, that red dress is an haute couture design from HY, right? It looks as though it
was tailor - made for you, really beautiful.”
“Indeed, Miss Ward’s figure is too good, we’re all so envious.”
Joy Ward was slightly flustered by such unexpected, enthusiastic adoration, having
usually received at most a few polite words from them, never this warmth.

Still, such praise undeniably satisfied her vanity, and she smiled gently in response,
“Oh, no, you’re all too k ind, you all look beautiful too.”
“Miss Ward and President Lewis must be closing in on the good news, right? President
Lewis is treating you so well, holding such a grand birthday banquet for you that we’re
all green with envy.”
“Right, right, President Le wis really does spoil you. After this, you’ll be Mrs. Lewis, just
don’t forget about us then.”
Joy Ward’s smile stiffened imperceptibly, and as Valentina River was about to speak,
“That’s not Jo — ”
Joy Ward tightly grasped Valentina River’s hand, causing he r to stiffen, and she looked
at Joy Ward with a puzzled expression.
Joy Ward’s pretty face carried a sweet, shy smile as she said to the people in front of
her, “Stop teasing me, there’s nothing between President Lewis and me yet.”
“Oh, come on, you’re pla ying coy. Everyone knows you’re the only woman by President
Lewis’s side, he spoils you the most. This grand birthday banquet he’s holding must be
because he’s thinking of proposing to you.”
Joy Ward smiled shyly.
Joy Ward avoided the topic, her silence sp eaking volumes.
Joy Ward smiled, yet a shadow flickered across her eyes; unbeknownst to others, she
knew the birthday celebration was for Hope Williams.
They mistook the event as being for her, because she was wearing a bright red dress
today, and as the o nly woman close to Waylon, they assumed the birthday banquet was
his doing for her.
Since they misunderstood, why should she bother to correct them?
She had been holding so much tension these past days, that today’s flattery had her
swelling with pride.
Va lentina River couldn’t help but roll her eyes twice in annoyance, cursing inwardly:
Truly shameless to take credit for things that aren’t even yours.
Meanwhile, the Rolls - Royce slowly came to a stop at the entrance.
Thomas Hughes promptly got out of the ca r and respectfully opened the rear door. Luke
and Willow stepped out one after the other, their eyes lighting up instantly.

“Wow, Mommy, this place is so beautiful,” Willow exclaimed, dramatically covering her
mouth with her hand.
“Mommy, can we go play by ourselves and come back to you later?” Luke asked, taking
Willow’s hand.
The woman emerged from the car, watching the two little ones tenderly.
“Sure, but don’t run off, and remember to come back to find Mommy early.”
With strict management inside Emperor Perry, Hope Williams wasn’t afraid that the two
little treasures would be in any danger, so she let them go.
With their mother’s permission, Luke and Willow happily ran hand in hand toward the
play area.
Thomas Hughes approached her and said, “Miss Willia ms, the Boss will probably need
another twenty minutes to get here, you may choose to go in first.”
“Okay,” she responded. It wouldn’t do to keep others waiting.
“Which floor is the private room he booked?”
“Private room?” Thomas Hughes lifted his eyes, slightly puzzled. After glancing at Hope
Williams, his eyes inadvertently trembled, and he swallowed, quickly lowering his head.
Even looking at the Boss’s woman felt like blasphemy.
“Miss Williams, the Boss h as prepared a surprise for you,” he said, realizing that since
the Boss hadn’t told Hope Williams about the surprise of a grand birthday banquet that
evening, he likely intended to surprise her. Immediately picking up on this, he felt quite
clever.
“A surp rise?” Hope Williams blinked, a faint light flickering in her eyes as if she’d
guessed something. She furrowed her brow slightly and then nodded her head, lifting
her skirt and walking slowly towards the hotel entrance.
Thomas Hughes dared not pause and im mediately followed Hope Williams’s pace,
slowing his steps even more to maintain a respectful distance. The Boss’s woman was
truly…dazzling. Tonight at the banquet, the Boss might regret putting on such a grand
display.
“Which floor?” Hope Williams asked o ver her shoulder, looking at Thomas Hughes.
“The top floor,” Thomas Hughes replied promptly.

Without giving it much thought, Hope Williams nodded. The two attendants by the
elevator immediately bowed deeply and said, “Welcome, Miss Williams, please go
ahea d.”
Slightly nodding, Hope Williams stepped into the elevator with a hint of suspicion.
Joy Ward was drowning in a sea of praise and couldn’t extricate herself. She lowered
her head with a smile, receiving all the flattery and completely forgetting who the
evening’s star was.
“Miss Ward has such a graceful temperament, that dress looks like it was tailor - made
for you.”
“Miss Ward and President Lewis are about to have good fortune, aren’t they? We’re
ready to come and drink to your happiness…”
“Happy Birthda y, Miss Ward…”
“Miss Ward… Oh! My… God! She… She’s so beautiful… Look! Look at the entrance…”
The exclamations quickly drew the attention of those nearby, and a sea of eyes turned
in that direction while everyone naturally started looking towards the entra nce.
The arrival was dressed in a red, body - hugging, off - shoulder fishtail dress.
Hope Williams always preferred light - colored clothing, and rarely tried such bold colors.
But her fair skin could pull off any color.
And this was a piece that had caught her eye at first glance.
Its simple yet elegant neckline perfectly showcased her beautiful shoulders and neck,
with a hemline reaching just above the ankles, paired with a flowing silk that moved
gracefully as she walked, and matched with a pair of black velv et high heels.
Her waist was slender, her figure tall, with clean and fluid lines outlining her perfect
silhouette, exuding temptation all over.
And what refined it all was her exquisitely beautiful face. Hope Williams was undeniably
alluring, the kind tha t catches your breath at first glance, and whose features become
even more perfect upon closer observation.
But in those momentous amber eyes of hers was a slight look of surprise.
Hope Williams pursed her lips and glanced back at Thomas Hughes, who seemed to
hesitate to speak.

A surprise; indeed, it was quite a surprise — a shocking enough surprise to nearly make
her faint.
How could Hope Williams have expected that man to simply organize a birthday
banquet for her in a hall filled with countless guests, amo ng them a few of her
colleagues she could faintly recognize?
Hope Williams resignedly touched her forehead.