She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 305

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 305

Out of Their Wits “Sluts, all of them are sluts.” She licked her face to please her, but she
actually defended Hope Williams every sentence, choking her every word.
What is so good about that Hope Williams?
Vivia Fuller was so angry that her chest heaved violently. It took her a while to calm
down and suppress her anger, then she took out her phone and dialed a number,
shouting, “Go find out the exact location where Hope Wil liams is living now.”
Waylon Lewis had just gotten out of the car when the company’s senior executives
hurried to the entrance to welcome him.
Several department directors looked left and right, anxiously asking, “Has anyone
notified Young Master Lewis? Wh y isn’t he here yet?”
Everyone shook their heads, indicating they didn’t know.

Young Master Lewis had been at the company for so many days, and when was it ever
proper to find him…
But now that the big boss is back, looking at the boss’s expression… no, no , no, they
dare not look…
Just under the pressure of his icy aura alone, their souls practically left their bodies.
Waylon Lewis’s face was clouded, he said in a deep voice, “Where is Wyatt Lewis?”
Everyone pressed their heads down, looking at each other, and finally, all eyes turned
to Thomas Hughes.
Thomas Hughes felt a sudden pang in his heart, feeling incredibly unfortunate as he
lifted his head to meet the boss’s stormy gaze.
What had he done to deserve this?
“Young Master Lewis, he should be in the of fice… maybe…”
Waylon Lewis frowned and said nothing more, striding towards the elevator.
The people behind him timidly followed.
At this moment, Wyatt Lewis was reclining in the office chair, his legs crossed on the
desk, a file covering his face, appearin g entirely like a useless playboy.
Waylon Lewis was still hearing his snoring as he entered the office.
His icy gaze swept around the office, directly locking onto Wyatt Lewis.
Thomas Hughes’s eyes widened in shock.
“Cough…”
Thomas Hughes deliberately made a noise to remind him, “Cough cough…”
The sleeping person moved slightly, then continued to sleep.
Thomas Hughes, “…”
Young Master Lewis, good luck.
Waylon Lewis’s expression grew colder by layers.
The people following behind were trembling, as if on the brink of an abyss.

Step by step, Waylon Lewis walked towards Wyatt Lewis, Thomas Hughes felt as if he
was watching Young Master Lewis’s life countdown.
He clenched his teeth, bowed his head, not daring to breathe out.
Sleeping Wyatt Lewis felt a chilly sen sation, subconsciously shrank, moved his body,
and found a new position to continue sleeping…
Seeing him like this made Waylon Lewis even more infuriated; he lifted his leg and
kicked.
“Fuck…”
The office chair severely slipped sideways, and Wyatt Lewis sud denly fell to the ground,
grimacing in pain, “Damn, who is it?”
“Me!” One word, extremely gloomy.
Wyatt Lewis scratched the back of his head, squinting his half - drowsy eyes, and the
moment he looked up, his slightly narrowed eyes tightened instantly, his e xpression as
if he was struck by lightning, sleepiness instantly vanished.
Not minding the pain in his buttocks, he scrambled up, “Brother brother brother… you,
you, how did you come here?”
He was so nervous he almost choked on his own saliva.
Waylon Lewis pursed his lips, his face looking like a storm was about to come.
“Sleeping soundly.”
“I, I, I… pretty much.” Wyatt Lewis turned his head and cast a “deep loathing” glance at
Thomas Hughes.
Why didn’t he warn him when his brother was here, his brother mus t really want to kill
him now.
What good would his death do for them…
Waylon Lewis sat down on a single sofa, raising his eyes and scanning Wyatt Lewis.
Wyatt Lewis stiffened his back, his toes nervously digging into the floor.
“Brother, um… are you thirst y?” Wyatt Lewis, sensing the situation, poured a cup of
water for Waylon Lewis, stretching his hand far forward.

Waylon Lewis stared coldly at him.
Wyatt Lewis had already planned on buying himself a coffin.
“What have you been doing in the company recentl y?” Waylon Lewis’s voice was faint,
yet it made people even more terrified.
“I…” Wyatt Lewis scratched the back of his head.
Reading documents in the morning, sleeping, playing on the phone, sleeping, eating
lunch… sleeping during meetings at noon, playing games, sleeping, finishing work…
If he said this aloud, wouldn’t he even save on a coffin?
“Can’t say it?”
“…Meet…meeting…” Wyatt Lewis stammered, already thinking about how to call for
help.
Annoyed by his halting voice, Waylon Lewis got irritated.
“Thom as Hughes.” Waylon Lewis’s voice was cold.
Thomas Hughes didn’t even dare to space out, “Present.”
“Speak.”
Thomas Hughes turned his head and saw Wyatt Lewis desperately signaling him with
his eyes.
Under Wyatt Lewis’s earnest gaze, Thomas Hughes paused, o rganized his words as
best as he could, but still he hesitated for a long time without opening his mouth.
Waylon Lewis gave them a light glance, his voice deep, “Go to the Z island
development project.”
“No, brother…”
Waylon Lewis glanced again at Thomas H ughes, “You accompany him.”
“Young Master Lewis recently in the company, sleeping, playing on the phone, sleeping,
walking around, playing games, sleeping, eating…” Thomas Hughes blurted out, not
hesitating for even a second.
Wyatt Lewis was dumbfounded. S tunned.

Are you afraid that if you hesitate for a second, I won’t die?
Thomas Hughes bowed his head, deeply sighed, Young Master Lewis, I tried my best.