She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 180

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 180

and the two babies at home, and on the ride, Hope pondered over her phone.
After a time of inattention, she realized someone had appropriated her reputation, and it
was beyond frustrating.
Moreover, from the conversation Alitzel Williams just had on the phone, this imposter
had even agreed to perform surgery on Grandpa, which delighted Alitzel to no end.
Hope hadn’t said anything at the moment, keeping a watchful eye instead, curious to
see who it might be.
“What are you thinking about?” Waylon glanced at her with a slight tilt of his head.
Hope shook her head and sighed, “Nothing much, just Grandpa’s illness.”
“Because of the lead surgeon?”
Hope nodded faintly; that was one reason.
“I believe you can do it, and Grandpa will too; as for that Cynthia, I don’t believe she has
the c apability to operate on Grandpa successfully.”
Hope hastily asked, “Why not?”
“She’s selfish and reputed without merit; moreover, I’ve never met her in person, so why
should I trust her?”

Luke and Willow internally murmured, the real person is right beside you.
“Selfish? Reputed without merit?” When had her reputation sunk so low.
“She’s not, she is the number one doctor recognized in the medical field, and that’s not
all — her surgeries never fail. It’s not an unmerited reputation. Moreover, she charges
norm al hospital rates for each treatment she provides; how can you call that being
selfish?”
Although Hope did not boast about her accomplishments, after all, they were the result
of her years of hard work, she was genuinely displeased to hear them dismissed a s
unmerited reputation.
And what did he mean by selfish? She always charged the standard specialist fees the
hospitals set, and never accepted any other gifts.
Waylon had not anticipated such a strong reaction from Hope.
“You’re close to her? Defending her like that.”
Close, of course, she was — how could she not be familiar with herself.
“I… she, she’s my idol.”
“Idol? Then your standards for idols are quite low.”
Hope’s brows throbbed, “What do you mean?”
Waylon freed one hand to take out his phone, flippin g through to show Hope a
webpage.
Hope’s eyes widened, “You’ve been investigating… her?”
“Mom has been wanting to invite her to treat Grandpa for a while, so naturally, I needed
to understand her clearly. This person indeed has a flawless track record in h er
operations, and her technical abilities are admirable. But recently, there was a severe
mistake during a major surgery in Y country, resulting in the patient’s paralysis…”
It was like a bomb had gone off.
Hope’s face stiffened; it was like being at home and suddenly getting hit by a pot falling
from the sky.
“Furthermore, there was an auction held in Y country not long ago. Whichever patient
bid the highest, she would operate on. It’s commonly known as ‘paying for your life with
money’. If that’s not being selfish, what is?”

Hope’s expression turned even more rigid, looking as grim as could be.
Not only had this person stolen her identity, but they had also treated patients in such
an unconscionable manner.
One could imagine that only the wealthy could enter such an auction, and they had
money to spare. Althoug h it was an unsavory practice, these rich people were still
willing to pay a fortune for a chance at life.
This was outright ruination of her reputation!
Hope handed the phone back to Waylon and, irritated, looked out the window.
“What’s wrong?”
“…”
“Upset to see the true face of your idol?”
“…”
“Hope?”
Hope sighed, “I just want some quiet.”
“Daddy, let Mommy be alone for a while.” Luke and Willow felt that their Mommy must
be about to explode with anger, ready to tear someone apart.
Now was not the time to speak.
It wasn’t until they arrived back at Hope’s apartment that her mood had remained
agitated.
She entered the room and the door slammed shut.
Even the doorframe seemed to shake.
Some imposter had hijacked her identity and had no qualms about tackling a surgery of
such caliber — completely using her name to harm people.
Anyone in her position would have been infuriated.
“This person had better not be found out, or she definitely won’t let her off.”
Waylon Lewis and Luke stood outside the closed door, exch anging looks with Willow,
unable to fathom the source of Hope Williams’s huge emotional outburst.

Was it just because she found out Cynthia’s true identity? Considering Hope William’s
level of rationality, even if Cynthia was her idol, it shouldn’t have up set her this much.
“What on earth is wrong with your mommy?”
Luke glanced at Willow, Willow glanced back at Luke.
Although he was Daddy, Mommy hadn’t told him that she herself was Cynthia, so
naturally, she had her reasons. Their lips were sealed, and they would not disclose it.
Luke shook his head, “Maybe she’s unhappy. Daddy, go and cheer Mommy up.”
Waylon’s perceptive eyes flickered, sensing that these three were hiding something
from him, when suddenly his phone rang.
Waylon answered, “Mom.”
“Waylon, Dr. Cynthia is returning to the country tomorrow. Help Mom pick up Dr.
Cynthia from the airport.”
Waylon glanced at the firmly shut door of Hope’s room, “Not going.”
“Why not?”
“I’m busy.”
“No matter how busy you are, your grandfather’s health is more important. Dr. Cynthia
is capricious; it’s rare for her to agree to return. You must go, understand?”
“Let Wyatt Lewis do it.”
“Can I trust that boy Wyatt to handle things? I don’t care; your grandfather’s health is
the top priority. You must pick up Cynthia. That’s it. I’m hanging up.”
Gently pushing open the door, Waylon entered a room devoid of light, where he could
see a slender figure standing in front of the floor - to - ceiling window, arms crossed.
Hope exhaled softly.
A warm chest pressed against her from behind, “Tell me what’s wrong. Who’s upset
you?”
Hope held onto his hand that was resting on her lower abdomen, her gaze falling
outside the window, “Nothing, it’s my own issue. I’ll take care of it.”
“I have something to tell you.”

“Go ahead.”
“C ynthia is coming back to the country.”
A cold light flashed in Hope’s eyes, “When?”
“Tomorrow, Mom asked me to pick her up from the airport.”
Without hesitation, Hope firmly stated, “You’re not going.”
“I wasn’t planning to, but are you jealous?”
Looking o utside the window, Hope’s eyes smoldered with anger.
Waylon realized that whenever Cynthia was mentioned, Hope seemed to harbor a
deep - seated grudge, her mood immediately turning sour.
“I’ll pick her up personally,” Hope gritted her teeth, she wanted to se e who dared to
impersonate her.
“Why do you always react as if you have a bitter hatred every time her name comes up?
Do you have a grudge?” Waylon asked lightly.
“Yeah, a grudge.”
“What kind of grudge?”
“She owes me five million and hasn’t paid it back,” Hope fabricated an excuse.
Waylon chuckled softly, kissing her hair, “Then you should definitely retrieve it.”
“Right, so let me go tomorrow.”
“Hmm, do you need me to send some people to beat her up for you?”
Waylon’s words managed to coax a laugh out of Hope, “You think I’m a mob boss?”
Imagine bringing a group of underlings to collect debts; the image was altogether too
striking.
Waylon laughed softly, “If you wish, the entire Lewis Clan is at your service.”
Was she to let the entire staff of the Lewis Clan play the role of her underlings, helping
her, the mob boss, show a forceful presence? What a spectacle that would be.

Hope shook her head, smiling gently, “Waylon, I’ve noticed you are getting cheekier by
t he day.”
Waylon turned and kissed Hope’s cheek, “Feeling better?”
“Much better…”
“Then let’s sleep.” Waylon picked up Hope and laid her on the bed, his hands starting to
roam restlessly over her body.