She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 160 - : Cancel All Cooperation with the Fuller Family

Chapter 160 -160: Cancel All Cooperation with the Fuller Family

Mia Fuller didn’t know what Hope Williams was planning to do, but with so many people around, she assumed Hope wouldn’t dare do anything. So, she walked over.

“Sister Hope…”

With a sudden “slap,” she was caught off guard.

A numb pain spread across her left cheek, and Mia Fuller was momentarily stunned, staring at Hope Williams for a few seconds before she realized she had been slapped by her.

“You… You hit me! Why did you hit me?”

Hope Williams glared at her coldly, “I am not one to advocate violence to solve problems, but you should never have touched my daughter.”

Mia Fuller was shocked; that damned girl really dared to bring it up.

She was doomed.

How could Mia Fuller admit it in front of so many people?

“Sister Hope, what are you talking about? I don’t understand. How could I harm Willow? Willow is so adorable, I would be too busy cherishing her. Sister Hope, you must have misunderstood!” Mia Fuller instantly argued tearfully.

“What is going on? Little Hope, what did you just say?” Old Master Lewis also realized that the matter was serious and asked sharply.

“Willow’s arms are covered in bruises,” Hope Williams said coldly.

“What?” Alitzel Williams immediately picked up Willow and carefully pulled up her sleeves, only to see Willow’s pale arms marked with blue and purple bruises.

Alitzel Williams’ heart ached.

Who could be so cruel to such a small child?

Old Master Lewis’s eyes turned frosty, and he slammed the table, his voice ominously deep, “Who did this?”

Hope Williams clenched her teeth, her eyes locked on Mia Fuller.

Mia Fuller’s body trembled slightly, and under Hope Williams’ gaze, she tearfully shook her head, “Grandpa Lewis, Matriarch, it wasn’t me, it wasn’t me, really, it wasn’t. I care for Willow too much, how could I possibly be the one, Grandpa Lewis, Matriarch, you know I’ve always wanted to cure Willow, I couldn’t possibly do such a monstrous thing.”

“Is that so?” Hope Williams’s eyes were devoid of warmth, “Are you saying that I have wronged you?”

“I don’t know why Sister Hope would say it’s me, but I really didn’t cause Willow’s injuries.”

Mia Fuller cried uncontrollably, quickly walking over to Willow and grasping her small hand, “Willow, Willow I know you don’t like me, but you can’t wrong me like this, auntie didn’t hit you, I didn’t.”

Mia Fuller gripped Willow’s hand tightly, her eyes full of warning.

As if to say, if you dare speak out, I’ll make sure your mom dies!

Frightened, Willow hid in Alitzel Williams’ embrace.

Alitzel Williams hugged Willow, her heart aching tremendously.

Her precious granddaughter, what sins had she committed to suffer so much at such a young age.

“Matriarch, do you believe me? I really didn’t,” Mia said.

Alitzel Williams, with a soft heart, helped Mia Fuller up. Mia had been brought up before her eyes, always kind and upright, never even willing to hurt a cat or a dog, let alone harm the adorable Willow.

Moreover, Mia Fuller had indeed repeatedly mentioned wanting to cure Willow, showing her genuine desire for Willow to get better.

Alitzel Williams looked at the cold-faced Hope Williams and furrowed her brows, “Little Hope, could you be mistaken? I believe Mia wouldn’t do such a thing, she has always loved Willow.”

“Sister Hope, please believe me, I truly didn’t…”

“Willow, come to mommy,” Hope Williams called to Willow, and Willow immediately ran to her side, “Willow, tell mommy how your arm got hurt.”

Willow pursed her lips tightly; Mia Fuller’s warning gaze fixed on her.

Willow was incredibly conflicted; this evil woman nearly killed her mommy. If she spoke out and angered this evil aunt, what if she sent someone to kill her mommy?

The memory of the last incident was vivid in her mind; she really didn’t want her mommy to get hurt again.

Hope Williams looked at Willow with heartache, “Willow, don’t be afraid, mommy and your brother are here, no one can hurt Willow now.”

Willow kept her head down, and after much struggle, she still shook her head.

Picking up a pen swiftly, she scribbled a few words, showing off her own flair!

After speaking, she immediately lowered her head, not daring to meet Hope Williams’s eyes.

She knew Mommy was making decisions for her, and she couldn’t lie, but she didn’t want Mommy to get hurt because of her.

Hope Williams’s brow furrowed deeply. Being her own daughter, whether she was lying or not, she could tell at a glance.

Mia Fuller’s expression relaxed.

That brat finally knows her place.

Mia Fuller’s arrogance flared up, “It’s normal for kids like Sister Hope to be naughty and get bumps and bruises.”

Alitzel Williams also thought of this, “Right, Little Hope, you must be mistaken. Willow said she fell on her own, and that slap you gave Mia was really too much.”

Mia Fuller immediately put on a pitiful face, “Aunt, I’m fine, as long as the misunderstanding is cleared up.”

As she spoke, Mia Fuller touched her face.

Alitzel Williams looked distressed and couldn’t help but glare at Hope Williams, feeling increasingly that Hope Williams was unreasonable.

Hope Williams felt that Waylon Lewis’s mom was sometimes really too naive.

“Is that really so, Willow?”

Willow slowly nodded her head.

Luke couldn’t understand why Willow would protect this bad woman, his brows continually furrowing.

“What is Willow afraid of?” Hope Williams asked earnestly, looking at Willow, “Isn’t Willow the treasure that came from Mommy’s belly? Can’t Mommy tell if Willow is lying?”

Willow lowered her head and did not speak.

“Don’t press the child, Hope Williams; it’s normal for kids to get hurt while playing. When Wyatt was little and went out to play, he would also come back covered in bruises,” Alitzel Williams said.

Mia Fuller bit her lower lip, her eyes also showing a hint of grievance, “Sister Hope…”

“Can a child, by merely playing around, get their arm covered densely in bruises?” Hope Williams asked through gritted teeth, “Or is it a quiet girl like Willow, huh?”

Hope Williams’s words made everyone a bit suspicious, and Old Master Lewis watched the scene with a gloomy gaze.

“I also believe Willow’s injuries aren’t self-inflicted,” declared Old Master Lewis authoritatively, his serious gaze sweeping over everyone present, “But Little Hope, how can you conclude that Mia is the one who caused Willow’s injuries?”

Luke took over, “Because Willow was with me the whole day, except when Aunt Fuller was treating her and she was out of my sight. Later, Mommy brought us home, and then Mommy saw the injuries on Willow’s hands.”

It was clear, the injury could only have been caused by Mia Fuller.

Mia Fuller immediately retorted, “At that time, I was treating Willow; the entire period I was with Willow.”

“Who can prove that?” Luke’s stern gaze fixed on Mia Fuller, “Just you, Aunt?”

“I… you can ask Willow,” Mia Fuller turned to Willow, “Isn’t that right? Wasn’t Auntie always treating you?”

“As far as I know, Auntie, the last treatment you used for Willow involved Hypnotic Treatment to heal her psychological wounds, right?”

Hypnotic Treatment is an advanced method by which psychological specialists can heal many psychological illnesses and disorders without medication.

Mia Fuller didn’t know why Luke was asking her this, but indeed, that was the method she used, “Yes.”

“And this time?”

“Also yes.”

Luke nodded, “Then it gets strange, that means Willow was in a hypnotic state during that time. Then how could she know what you did? What are you trying to prove by asking Willow?”

Mia Fuller was startled!

“Next, please, Aunt Fuller, talk about the process of treating Willow, her reactions during the treatment, and her recovery afterward,” Luke continued.

Mia Fuller was stunned again; she had not expected the child to possess such sharp logic, throwing questions that were completely unexpected.

“Aunt, please speak clearly. Although I am not a psychologist, I have read some books on this subject and consulted some experts during this time. Rest assured, Aunt; Luke will understand.”

Mia Fuller’s mouth twitched.

The child’s aura was incredibly aggressive.

Mia Fuller thought for a moment and, having studied psychology for such a long time, she was able to concoct some plausible explanations.

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Mia Fuller methodically answered Luke’s questions, intentionally using several obscure technical terms—she even impressed herself and couldn’t help but lift her chin proudly.

“Hmm.” Luke nodded after listening. “Auntie has indeed proven that Willow was completely asleep throughout.”

“Of course.” Mia Fuller smiled.

“So during that period, whatever Auntie did to Willow, Willow knew nothing about it. If you, Auntie, had hit her, you would be the only one who knew and the only one who got the chance, wouldn’t you?”

Just as Mia Fuller thought she had perfectly answered Luke’s question, her facial expression froze as if it were cemented onto her face.

She just realized she had been trapped by his logic.

He had proven that Willow wasn’t injured before she entered the room with him; he also made it clear that Willow claimed to have fallen due to being unaware of everything during the hypnosis, hence her mistaken belief.

Mia Fuller lost her leverage on Willow’s reluctance to speak the truth and inadvertently redirected all suspicion back onto herself.

Mia Fuller looked incredulously at the child.

What kind of monster had Hope Williams given birth to?

“I… really didn’t…” Mia Fuller lowered her head and clenched her teeth, unable to admit even then.

“Who can prove it?”

Mia Fuller was so agitated it pained her chest, “…No one can prove it!”

“Hmm, so Auntie is saying you want to clear yourself of these charges with just your word?”

Luke wasn’t talking about suspicion, but about guilt.

Old Master Lewis’s penetrating and serious gaze fell directly on Mia Fuller, “Mia!”

Mia Fuller jumped in fright. “Grandpa Lewis… I!”

“Willow didn’t have any injuries on her arms when I handed her into your care.”

Mia Fuller kneeled in fright, “Grandpa Lewis, it really wasn’t me, it truly wasn’t me, I didn’t hit Willow.”

Old Master Lewis sighed deeply, already clear in his heart whether or not it happened, “Mia Fuller! From today onward, you are forbidden from stepping foot in the Lewis home again. And don’t call me Grandpa Lewis; you don’t deserve that title.”

“Grandpa Lewis, please don’t, I really didn’t, Grandpa Lewis.”

“Get out of my Lewis home!”

“No, don’t please, Grandpa Lewis, believe me…”

“Drag her out.”

At Old Master Lewis’s command, bodyguards concealed in the mansion appeared immediately. Each grabbed one of Mia Fuller’s wrists, ruthlessly dragging her out despite her struggles and harshly throwing her out of the Lewis residence.

The next day, this matter undoubtedly reached Waylon Lewis’s ears.

The low atmospheric pressure in the office made Thomas Hughes repeatedly lower his head in trepidation.

“Cancel all collaborations with the Fuller Family.”

Thomas Hughes, shocked, looked up, “Boss, the Fuller Family is one of our biggest partners; many projects are in progress, and canceling the collaboration will cost us massively.”

Waylon Lewis didn’t speak again.

Thomas knew that the decisions made by his boss were irrevocable. The losses were indeed substantial, and the Fuller Family wouldn’t likely let this go quietly.

The magnitude of last night’s incident had undoubtedly upset the Old Master, but he had only expelled Mia Fuller from the Lewis home, not prohibiting further interaction with the Fuller Family. He knew the partnership between the Fuller and Lewis Families was too intertwined, making a complete break beneficial for no one.

Waylon understood this too but still wanted the entire Fuller Family to pay a price for Mia Fuller’s actions, which showed how much he valued the Williams’ mother and sons.

There was also Miss Williams’s conduct at the Morris residence yesterday; it was said that when Weston Morris was found this morning, he was halfway to death.

Already limping, now it seemed he was left paralyzed from the waist down.

Thomas was thunderstruck; these two didn’t go easy when teaching others a lesson on behalf of one another, attacking precisely at the most painful points in a revengeful manner.

No way would the Morris and Fuller Families let this go without retaliation; a storm of bloodshed was inevitably brewing.

With the Boss in rage, he felt it was best to ask Hope Williams to accompany him.

After all, one thing overcomes another.

Thomas stepped out to call Hope Williams and saw, in the corridor, several secretaries trying their best to stop a few furiously approaching figures.

Thomas’s face turned cold.

Here they came.

“Chairman Morris, our Boss is busy and not available to see you, please leave.”

“Get out of my way, you’re nothing to stop me.”

The Morris Family, as an elite and long-standing noble family, always carried a domineering air.

Thomas stepped forward, his face expressionless as he blocked Christian Morris.

Christian pushed aside the secretary beside him, looked down his nose at Thomas, and snorted coldly, “Assistant Hughes, where’s Waylon? Have him come out and see me.”

Thomas forced a smile, “Chairman Morris, this is Lewis Institutes!”

Not a place for him to throw his weight around.

Having worked alongside Waylon Lewis for a long time, Thomas too carried a non-trivial presence.

Christian eyed Thomas, “I’m here to have President Lewis explain himself. If he can’t control his woman, hand her over to us, the Morris family will take care of her.”

“Chairman, what makes you think you are qualified to discipline our matriarch?”

What Thomas referred to was Matriarch Lewis, indicating that Hope Williams was not just Waylon’s woman, but the future mistress of the Lewis home, under the protection of the Lewis family.

He questioned whether he was worthy of disciplining Matriarch Lewis.

“I don’t believe your Lewis Family would become enemies with the Morris Family over one woman.”

Thomas scoffed coldly, “Do the Lewis and Morris Families not have a feud?”

“You’re just a mere assistant and you dare talk to me this way!”

“Let him in.” A deep voice sounded from the office.

Thomas then sidestepped and, with neither servility nor arrogance, gestured for him to enter.

Christian glanced coldly at Thomas and swaggered into the office.

Just as he stepped into Waylon Lewis’s office, Christian unconsciously held his breath and became alert.

Whether it was the cold, he tugged at his open suit jacket and stood in front of Waylon’s desk.

“President Lewis.”

Aware of his entrance, Waylon didn’t even lift his head, a gesture that made the normally superior Christian feel snubbed and he snorted coldly.

Waylon continued working without interruption.

“Waylon Lewis!”

After waiting ten minutes, Christian slammed his fist heavily onto the desk, “Your woman has put my son in the hospital, you need to give me an explanation.”

Waylon, “You should be grateful she was the one who acted, otherwise he’d be nothing but bones now.”

“You! You’re utterly arrogant!” Christian glared furiously.