She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 254

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 254

Williams Explodes Vivia Fuller curled her red lips seductively, “ Bro ther Waylon, I revised
this document as you instructed, please take a look.”
Waylon Lewis lowered his eyes, his slender fingers flipping open the document.
Vivia Fuller pursed her lips, straightened her body, and walked around the large office
desk to Wayl on’s side. Bending over, she asked in a soft voice, “Brother Waylon, is
there anything else that needs to be modified?”
Vivia Fuller’s heart kept pounding; it was truly the first time she was this close to Waylon
Lewis, inhaling the unique scent of this ma n, Vivia felt her desire to become his woman
grow ever stronger.
She even thought, even if she were just his lover, she would be willing.
Thinking so, Vivia unconsciously placed her hand on Waylon’s broad shoulder.
But in the next second, his gaze turned i cy and piercing. He lifted his eyes, his gaze
devoid of any warmth, chillingly swept over her.
Vivia Fuller was greatly startled.
His voice, dark and ominous, rang out.
“Stay away from me!”

Vivia Fuller’s heart trembled; she hastily retracted her hand and took a step back in
fright.
His gaze was so cold it seemed to freeze her to the bone.
Waylon Lewis, with a look of disgust, snapped the file closed, threw it onto the desk,
and coldly commanded, “Get out.”
“Brother Waylon — ” Vivia’s face turned pale; she di dn’t know what she did wrong to
make him change his expression so suddenly.
She bit her lip, her eyes glistening with tears as she blinked steadily at Waylon.
She looked utterly pitiable.
“Brother Waylon, did I do something wrong? Or is there a problem wit h the project?”
“Get out,” Waylon Lewis repeated, “Don’t make me say it a third time.”
His voice carried a bone - chilling coldness that clearly displayed his anger.
Vivia Fuller felt aggrieved. Was he really this angry just because she had gotten close to
h im?
But he clearly could be with other women, so why not her?
She, the esteemed Miss Fuller, had looks, figure, and family background. Even if she
couldn’t compare to Hope Williams in his eyes, could she really not match any of those
other women?
Vivia Ful ler felt deeply humiliated.
She refused to believe she held no allure for this man.
She clenched her teeth, stepped forward, and directly embraced Waylon Lewis,
“Brother Waylon, I like you, let me be your woman, please? I really like you, I have
everything Hope has, everything she can do, I can too…”
Before Vivia could finish, Waylon abru ptly grabbed her hand and yanked her away from
him.
Vivia Fuller stumbled back two steps before she managed to stabilize herself, and
panic - stricken, she looked up at him, only to see a furious storm swirling in his eyes.
“Have you lost your damned mind?” Waylon Lewis spat, disgusted.

Vivia Fuller, shoved away so bluntly by him, froze where she stood, unsure how to
react.
She felt an overwhelming sense of humiliation.
“I’m not crazy, Brother Waylon, I really like you. Why can you touch other women but
refus e to touch me? How am I worse than them?” Vivia Fuller shouted.
“What did you say?” Waylon Lewis gritted his teeth.
“Isn’t that the case? There’s a woman in your resting room, you can touch other women
behind Hope’s back, why can’t I?”
Vivia Fuller walked chaotically closer to Waylon again, “Brother Waylon, I also want to
be your woman, even if… even as a lesser one, I am willing. Trust me, Brother Waylon,
I am surely no less than Hope.”
Waylon Lewis’s brows twitched uncontrollably.
A chilling wind swept th rough the vast office.
Inside the resting room, Hope Williams had just adjusted her clothes and hadn’t planned
on going out, but then she heard the noise outside. Even without seeing, she could
imagine what happened.
A coldness surged in her eyes as she st ood up and strode out.
“Miss Fuller wants to sneak around with my man, and she didn’t even ask if I would
agree?”
Hope Williams leaned against the door, arms crossed, her face cold as she lifted her
eyes to look at her.
Vivia Fuller’s eyelids twitched fier cely twice, and slowly, reluctantly, she turned her head
only to see the person she least wanted to see watching her.
Hope Williams!
Vivia Fuller felt something explode inside her instantly, shattering her pride.
The woman in Waylon Lewis’s lounge was actu ally Hope Williams.
She had been there all along, hearing all her disgrace and humiliation loud and clear.
Vivia Fuller clutched her chest, feeling her breath becoming rapid, a suffocating
sensation spreading continually across her chest.

Thinking of Hope Williams hearing her words, Vivia Fuller felt like she was about to
break down.
“You…”
Vivia Fuller stared at Hope Williams but couldn’t utter a word. Humiliated, she turned
and ran quickly toward the door, not daring to look back even once.
Hope Williams coldly withdrew her gaze, turning to look at Waylon Lewis.
“Let’s go home.” Waylon Lewis grabbed her wrist, his face still dark with anger.
The first thing Waylon Lewis did when they got home was to strip off his shirt and head
into the bathroom to thoroughly wash off the scent of perfume from his body, only then
did his complexion slightly improve.
Vivia Fuller went crazy, smashing things aro und in her room.
She had never felt as humiliated as she did today.
That bitch was in the room, yet she kept silent, probably just to make a mockery of her.
That bitch, despicable.
Vivia Fuller’s eyes crazed with resentment.
“Ah! Go to hell!” She violently swept all the cosmetics off her dressing table.
Even that wasn’t enough to vent the anger in her chest.
Old Master Fuller’s face was grim as he walked up to Vivia Fuller’s room, where a group
of bewildered servants gathered. Seeing Old Master Fuller, they quickly stepped aside.
Old Master Fuller raised his hand to twist the doorknob but didn’t open it; his expression
grew even grimmer.
“Vivia Fuller, I’m giving you five minutes to get yourself together and come downstairs,”
Old Master Fuller commanded in a deep voice.
Old Master Fuller sat down on the living room sofa with a document in front of him.
Vivia Fuller, not daring to disobey Old Master Fuller, sat down on the sofa with a cold
face.
Old Master Fuller directly slapped the document in front of Vivia Fuller.

“This is the project document returned by the Lewis Clan, and they have officially
notified us that they won’t be cooperating with us this time. Didn’t you say there would
be no problem? What exactly happened?”
Old Master Fuller was furious, as th is cooperation had been so important that he had
entrusted it to Vivia Fuller.
He never expected that his most proud granddaughter would bring back a result of
unequivocal non - cooperation.
What a capability!
How could she even have the face to go mad at ho me?
“Can you explain to me what happened?”
Vivia Fuller’s face turned pale as she looked at Old Master Fuller and suddenly knelt on
the floor, crying out, “Grandfather, it wasn’t like that, it wasn’t like that. Brother Waylon
had really already agreed…”
“T hen tell me why he suddenly changed his mind?” Old Master Fuller slammed the
table.
Vivia Fuller, kneeling, crawled closer to Old Master Fuller, grasping his hands, “It’s… it’s
because of Hope Williams…”
Old Master Fuller’s deep eyes narrowed, “What does t his have to do with that woman?”