She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 590: If You Don’t Like Not Competing or Grabbing, Then Change the Approach

Chapter 590: Chapter 590: If You Don’t Like Not Competing or Grabbing, Then Change the Approach

Xiao Shi immediately went back to report this matter to Waylon Lewis.

Waylon’s eyes instantly turned dark. "When did this happen?"

"Half an hour ago. Madam has been taken to the police station to assist with the investigation," Xiao Shi said anxiously.

Waylon immediately stood up, picked up his coat, and walked out.

"Boss, Madam’s intention is for you to first go to the hospital to check on Old Lady Williams. Her injuries are serious, and it’s uncertain if she can pull through this. As for the police station, Madam insists she hasn’t done anything and says she can handle it herself."

Waylon fell silent for two seconds. "Understood."

Alitzel Williams saw Waylon rush out and quickly blocked his path. "Waylon, where are you going again?"

Waylon stopped in his tracks.

"Mom, Dad, take the two of them home first. I have some matters to attend to. I’ll bring Hope back with me later."

Seeing Waylon’s urgency and sudden change of plan, Alitzel and Christopher Lewis immediately sensed something was wrong.

"What’s going on? Did something happen?"

Not wanting their concern to escalate, Waylon pursed his lips and replied, "It’s nothing. Something happened at the Williams Family. I’m just going to check it out. You both head back first. Once it’s resolved, we’ll return."

Alitzel wanted to press further, but Christopher held her hand, shaking his head to signal her to stop.

He trusted that Waylon and Hope could resolve it themselves without adding more chaos by staying.

"Alright, handle things here as you see fit. I’ll oversee the company matters in the meantime," Christopher said.

Waylon gave a nod.

Watching her son’s tense expression, Alitzel couldn’t shake the feeling that this was no simple matter.

She had just tried calling Hope, but there was no answer.

Alitzel stepped closer to Waylon, speaking earnestly, "Waylon, be cautious in everything you do. If there’s something you can’t handle, make sure to inform the family. We will figure it out together."

Her eyes stung with emotion, and after speaking, she blamed herself for being such a pessimist.

If even Waylon and Hope couldn’t fix this situation, what help could the family possibly provide?

Waylon nodded, "Alright, don’t worry."

He turned to leave, but Luke and Willow grabbed his hand. Luke asked hastily, "Daddy, can we stay here?"

Waylon frowned deeply. Without time to arrange for the two of them, he made a call to Joseph Sanders and his sister to ask them to look after Luke and Willow.

...

At the police station, the officers reviewed surveillance footage. The timeline indeed matched what Hope had stated.

From the moment she entered the Williams Family home to when everyone discovered Old Lady Williams’ incident, no more than ten minutes had elapsed.

As for whether there had been any arguments in those mere ten minutes...

The officers questioned the housemaids who were present. Without exception, they all affirmed that Hope and Jade Bell were on good terms and had no conflicts.

During those ten minutes, no one reported hearing any unusual sounds.

This indicated that in such a short period, with no apparent discord between the two, it was unlikely they had quarreled.

Furthermore, when others arrived, they witnessed Hope actively attempting to rescue Old Lady Williams. Her panic and concern did not seem staged.

In the interrogation room, two officers both concluded that Hope had no motive or opportunity to commit such an act — she was not the perpetrator.

However, Luna Williams adamantly insisted that she had personally witnessed Hope push Jade Bell.

Yet, beyond claiming to have seen it with her own eyes, Luna could provide no other evidence. With no third party witnessing the event, the validity of her testimony was questionable.

Frustrated by the conclusion, Luna clenched her teeth, her expression a mix of grievance and urgency.

"I really saw it with my own eyes," Luna repeated, desperately trying to convince the officers.

The two interrogating officers exchanged glances before asking Luna directly, "Second Miss Williams, aside from your own claim, do you have any other evidence to prove that Miss Williams pushed Old Lady Williams?"

Luna bit her lip and shook her head, her eyes reddening uncontrollably. "No, I only rushed in after hearing cries from my grandmother’s room. I was too panicked. When I entered, I saw my grandmother on the floor, bleeding heavily, and Hope standing nearby, looking horrified. I didn’t pay attention to anything else."

The officers’ gazes sharpened. Both the interrogating and recording officers looked at Luna in unison. "So what you’re saying is that you entered the room after hearing the sound and did not personally witness Miss Williams push anyone. Is that correct?"

Luna’s heart sank. She bit her lip hard, nearly drawing blood, her frustration mounting.

Damn it!

What the hell was she even saying!

"No, that’s not..." Luna’s voice faltered and weakened.

The officers’ stern expressions deepened with skepticism. "You just stated that you saw Old Lady Williams lying on the floor, bleeding, with Miss Williams standing to the side. This means you did not directly witness her pushing anyone!"

Luna’s hands clenched tightly. Faced with the officers’ sharp and discerning looks, anxiety surmounted within her.

"But at that time, only the two of them were in the room. There’s no way my grandmother ended up like that on her own!"

"Second Miss Williams, your statement further supports the idea that your earlier claim of ’personally witnessing Miss Williams push someone’ was actually based on your own assumptions after seeing Old Lady Williams fall. In reality, you did not see it happen."

Luna opened her mouth to argue, but no words came.

The officers continued, "Old Lady Williams’ condition doesn’t rule out the possibility of an accidental fall or being harmed by someone else. Miss Williams might have just entered the room, found her in that state, and tried to save her. Meanwhile, you might have misunderstood the situation because of what you saw. All of these scenarios are plausible."

A mortified expression overtook Luna’s face as the officers speculated that Jade Bell might have been harmed by someone else. Internally, Luna’s emotions raged, but she forced herself to maintain composure.

"But these are just our preliminary assumptions. To ascertain the truth, we need additional evidence."

Since there were no surveillance cameras in Jade Bell’s room, and the scene had been crowded with people when she was discovered, Hope and the family doctor’s efforts to save Jade Bell further complicated the situation. Any beneficial evidence was likely already compromised. Determining what truly transpired might only be possible when Jade Bell regained consciousness and provided her account.

With no concrete evidence implicating Hope, both she and Luna were released after their statements were recorded.

As they left, Luna gritted her teeth in frustration, shooting Hope a fierce glare. Her mood was foul to the extreme.

Hope, gazing coldly at Luna, broke the silence. "Why did you do it?"

Luna frowned deeply. "What are you talking about?"

"You hurt Grandma!"

Luna’s expression turned unnatural. "If you’re going to accuse me, show some proof. Hope, do you have any evidence to back your claim? Were you an eyewitness?"

Luna’s reaction was entirely within Hope’s expectations.

No one would admit to something without evidence.

Hope narrowed her icy eyes, which gleamed with a chilling light.

She didn’t have the evidence — not yet. That was precisely why she hadn’t accused Luna at the police station.

Otherwise, she would’ve received the same outcome as Luna: dismissal due to lack of proof.

"I will find the evidence. Wait for it."

Luna sneered coldly, refusing to budge. "Hope, I didn’t do anything. I’d like to see what evidence you could possibly find."

Hope smirked faintly and turned to walk toward the black car parked by the roadside.

Behind her, Luna’s voice rang out in a fit of hysterics. "Hope, don’t think you’re so clever that you can do everything! I didn’t do anything. There’s nothing you can do to me!"

Hope abruptly stopped and turned around, her icy gaze landing squarely on Luna.

To Hope, Luna was both pitiable and laughable, consumed by malice, selfishness, and paranoia.

"I once told you that I didn’t want to fight with you. I even persuaded Grandma to consider letting you try managing the company. But now I realize I was wrong."

Luna interrupted with a derisive laugh. "She never considered letting me try! She always thought you were better than me at everything! She wanted to give everything to you! Why? Hope, I’m the rightful heir in Grandpa’s eyes! I hate you! Your presence makes me look worthless! Everyone favors you. They only see what’s good about you!"

Luna vented furiously, unloading all her pent-up bitterness.

Hope raised an eyebrow and stared directly at her, her voice devoid of warmth:

"It doesn’t matter. Since my refusal to compete bothers you so much, we’ll change the rules. From now on, everything I once didn’t care to fight over will be mine. Be ready. Clean up your act. If I catch even the smallest mistake, you’ll be ruined."