She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 326

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 326

Preconceived Plan “Cough… ugh , what the heck is this? Who made it?”
Waylon frowned and his gaze shot directly at Wyatt.
“Who the heck made this disaster? It’s horrendously inedible. The chef must have
abandoned his cooking skills today. If you feed this to pigs, even pigs won’t eat it , bro, I
suggest you fire this useless chef instantly. This chef is simply not suitable for cooking,
and look at this radish stewed pork rib, why is the radish cut so big? And this tomato
and egg stir - fry, there are no eggs, just a big piece of eggshell, w hat’s going on?”
“Cough cough…”
Wyatt was getting into it, completely oblivious to Hope’s continuous eye signals to him,
nor noticing Waylon’s odd behavior, only feeling a chill.
“Bro, did you turn on the air - conditioner to a cold setting?”
Hope sat across from him silently covering her face.
When Wyatt looked up, he was met with Waylon’s scary and penetrating expression.
At that moment, he finally noticed Hope covering her face, looking helpless, and then
looked at Luke and Willow, with both kids giving hi m a “rest in peace” kind of stare.
He had an epiphany, a terrifying thought popped into his head, and his eyes slowly
shifted towards Waylon.
Waylon’s face was expressionless, but his eyes emitted an endless chill.
Wyatt swallowed, “Bro… you didn’t make th is dish, did you?”
Waylon’s deep gaze at him said it all.
Wyatt pursed his lips, withdrew his gaze brilliantly, his stiff hand picked up the
chopsticks, took the meat he had thrown in the bowl, his mouth was resistant, but his
hand uncontrollably stuffed i t into his mouth.
Waylon’s cold voice rang out again, “Isn’t it very inedible?”

Wyatt hurriedly stuffed a few more bites into his mouth, loudly asserting while chewing,
“Nonsense, absolute nonsense, where is it inedible? I’ve never in my life eaten such
de licious food. If you say this wasn’t made by a top chef, I wouldn’t believe it.”
Hope, “…”
Luke and Willow, “…”
“Tasty?” Waylon looked at him coldly.
“Tasty, tasty.”
“Good, eat more if it’s tasty.” Waylon personally shifted the dishes in front of him
towar ds Wyatt, raised his hand, gesturing him to continue.
Wyatt suddenly felt thunderstruck, holding the bowl in hand, which felt scalding, looking
at the dishes in front which were distressing, he gave Waylon a stiff smile.
This is so unfortunate…
He must be in some kind of bad luck phase, why else would things go so wrong!
Hope watched Wyatt’s expression, feeling an indescribable sympathy.
Wyatt was crying and sniffling as he ate, wishing he could donate his taste buds.
After finishing, Wyatt didn’t want to s tay there for another moment, it was pure torture.
Hope watched Wyatt speed away, finding it both funny and sad.
This guy is so meek and well - behaved in front of Waylon, getting beaten up numerous
times and never held a grudge, still always snuggling up to Waylon.
Hope has always thought that in families like theirs, siblings should be intensely
competitive, fighting for power and profit, but this pair of brothers are an exception; one
is giving, and the other, not taking.
Seeing Hope’s faint smile, Waylon came over to her, warmly inquired, “What are you
thinking about?”
“Your relationship with the second young master is quite good.”
“How so?”
“You frequentlybeat him up so badly, yet the second young master still acts like a
monkey around you every day, stil l closest to you. And you, every time your hand
seems heavy, but actually, you’ve always held back. Otherwise, with your skills, the

second young master probably would have to lay in bed for ten days to half a month.”
Hope couldn’t help but smile.
A touch of helplessness flashed finely through Waylon’s eyes, “He just never learns.”
“I think your personality and that of the Second Young Master are two extremes, one
mature and stable, and the other cynical. I find it quite interesting,” Hope Williams
turned h er head and smiled at Waylon Lewis.
Waylon Lewis lowered his head and lightly kissed the lips that Hope had curved up,
then bent down to pick her up, “You’re right.”
“What are you doing?”
“Been tired all day, aren’t you going to rest?”
“Um… Okay.” Hope Wil liams nestled in Waylon Lewis’s arms and thought for a while, “I
remember Grandpa’s birthday is the day after tomorrow, right?”
“Right.”
“Then let’s go pick a gift for Grandpa tomorrow, but what kind of gift does he like?”
“You being there would make him v ery happy even without any gift.”
“That won’t do, we must pick a unique gift for Grandpa.”
Waylon Lewis carried Hope Williams upstairs, “Have you thought about what to give
him?”
“Not yet.” This was indeed the problem troubling Hope, the gift for Grandpa n aturally
had to be of superior quality, no negligence allowed.
“There is an auction tomorrow night, let’s go have a look, we might find something.”
Hope’s eyes lit up, “That sounds like a great idea, let’s settle on that.”
Seeing Hope smile, Waylon Lewis a lso smiled softly, “I need to go to the office
tomorrow morning, but I’ll come back early in the evening to accompany you.”
“Alright.”
The next day, Waylon Lewis went to the office very early.

The company had been quite subdued today after yesterday’s inci dent, serving as a
warning to others, but while they didn’t discuss it openly, there was still whispers in
secret.
If this matter is not clarified, there won’t be true quiet.
Waylon Lewis stood in front of the floor - to - ceiling windows, his tall and lofty s tature
dominant. Behind him, the assistant to the marketing director stood trembling, her legs
constantly weakening under the immense pressure, unable to help but kneel down with
a “plop,” her voice trembling, “President Lewis, I know I was wrong, I only h eard it from
someone else, I had no ill intentions… Please let me go, I really realize my mistake, I
will never dare again…”
The marketing director’s assistant, Hazel Turner, was the one who initially spread the
rumors.
“Next time? As just an assistant, wh ere do you get the courage to fabricate things about
the lady? Tell me, who taught you to say these things?” Thomas Hughes’s voice was
strict and low.
“No… no one taught me, I really just heard it from someone else, I am a person who
likes gossip, I had no bad intentions, I didn’t expect things to get so big, President
Lewis, I really know I was wrong, please let me go…”
Waylon Lewis slowly turned around, the chill around him growing ever colder, he held a
black cell phone in his hand.
“Five days ago, your account received five hundred thousand, tell me, where did that
come from?”
Hazel Turner immediately became tense, looking up incredulously at Waylon Lewis then
quickly lowering her head, “I… this is from a friend…”
“A friend?” Waylon Lewis’s cold eyes sha rpened, “A friend who works at the old
mansion, surnamed Lee?”
Hazel Turner’s complexion turned even paler, her eyeballs trembling continuously within
their sockets, already too scared to speak.
“I advise you to come clean now, better be lenient while you still can, some money is
worth earning, some you can’t spend even if you have it,” Thomas Hughes stood by and
warned coldly.
“I…” Hazel Turner held her head with both hands, trembling with fear.

“I really… didn’t do it on purpose, President Lewis, I know I was wrong, this money was
sent to me by a woman surnamed Lee, she told me those things about the lady, told me
to chat about it with colleagues over tea and meals, and gave me five hundred
thousand, I thought the money was easy to earn, I got blinded by g reed, I agreed…
President Lewis, I…”
Waylon Lewis raised his hand, his eyes growing increasingly somber.
Aunt Lee is a maid who cleans the main house.
But basically, maids who are arranged in the main house are those who have been with
the Lewis Family for over eight years, these people are relatively trustworthy to the
Lewis Family.
Eight years! This period was even longer than Waylon Lewis had imagined, it seems
that someone had been plotting against the Lewis Family for quite some time.