Chapter 7: She Ranks First in the Medical Field

A chill swept over.

Hope Williams shuddered violently at the sudden horrific male voice that echoed behind her, as terrifying to her as a malevolent spirit coming to claim a life.

Hope was so scared that her hair stood on end; she didn't dare turn around, didn't want to see, didn't want to face it. After all, the door was right in front of her.

"Click." Without hesitation, she turned the doorknob, and just as she was about to sprint out, two straight silhouettes blocked her path. Two tall bodyguards, expressionless, stared at her, resolutely blocking the door, and pulled out pistols pointing at her head.

Hope bit down hard on her back teeth, "..."

Was that necessary?

Hope hung her head in defeat and turned around, about to speak, when the tip of her nose brushed against the fabric of the man's suit, carrying a faint scent of tobacco.

The man's sudden approach caught Hope off guard; her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and she leaned back, only to be caught tightly by the man's strong arms encircling her lower back.

The man's chilly voice continued to resonate, "Escaping, well done! You think you can run, huh?"

Hope's heart skipped a beat, fear of being caught during escape sweeping over her. She looked at the man in alarm when suddenly, from upstairs, a cry was heard, "Ah, Miss Ward has fainted!"

...

Joy Ward was taken to the hospital, and to prevent Hope from escaping again, Waylon Lewis forcibly dragged her along to the hospital.

In the hospital room, Joy woke up an hour later than Hope had expected.

At the moment, she lay extremely weak on the hospital bed, her eyes watery and pitiful, looking at Waylon Lewis, crying profusely.

Joy, who was also a doctor, had her good sister Valentina River treating her at the hospital. Valentina was fussing beside her, saying, "President Lewis, how could Joy be hurt so badly? If the person had hit any harder, Joy might not have woken up!"

Hope, also a doctor, was stunned.

Originally, she had felt a trace of guilt as she had knocked Joy unconscious to escape, and was willing to apologize and compensate. But now, Hope's bit of guilt had completely vanished.

Joy Ward, in Hope's impression, hadn't changed in five years: pure, fragile, hypocritical, and full of deception.

She hadn't hit her that hard. But before Hope could speak, Joy was the first to open her mouth.

"Miss Williams, do we have such a deep hatred? You struck me so hard. Waylon, my neck hurts so badly, and I felt dizzy. I thought I was about to die."

About to die?

Hope almost died of fright!

"Was it you who hit her?" In the hospital room, Waylon Lewis turned his head, his handsome face coolly looking toward Hope.

"Yes, I hit her," Hope rolled her eyes and stood aside, loudly admitting.

Upon Hope's admission, Joy cried even more vigorously, clutching her chest, her eyes red, "Miss Williams, we have no grudges, why would you treat me this way, what did I do wrong to deserve being beaten by you?"

Beaten?

The charges brought against Hope really caught her off guard.

For knocking her out to escape was Hope's fault, but speak properly! Suddenly can't wake up, suddenly going to die, now beating? Was she trying to pull a scam or what!

"Apologize," Waylon Lewis said sternly.

Today, Hope truly understood what it meant to seem pitiful and deceptive.

"Not even conning grannies can act like you," Hope muttered.

"What did you say?"

Hope Williams glared coldly at him and exclaimed loudly, "I said, I'm sorry, my fault. I shouldn't have hurt your sweetheart, I shouldn't have hit her that hard. I'll go easier next time."

"You seem quite unconvinced?" Waylon Lewis stared at Hope Williams.

"No, I'm convinced, convinced. Even if I'm not, it doesn't matter."

"It's okay, Waylon, don't blame Miss Williams. Actually, Miss Williams doesn't need to apologize, I have already forgiven her," Joy Ward said weakly, looking all magnanimous and kind.

"She hurt you, she should apologize to you, you don't need to speak for her."

Which ear of yours heard her speaking for me, Hope Williams thought, nearly bursting out laughing.

"Get out here," Waylon Lewis commanded somberly, his voice deep with a sense of oppression.

Step outside then, who's scared of whom.

Waylon Lewis began to step away, Hope Williams quickly followed him.

"Waylon, I'm still feeling unwell, can you stay with me?"

"Tsk."

Hope Williams was a bit annoyed.

"What's feeling unwell? Let me check it out, Waylon Lewis is not the Supreme Venerable Lord. Is staying here going to let him make 'Immortal Pill' to heal you or what?" If not for the fear that the man's glare next to her could pierce through her, Hope Williams would really want to retort more.

"You! You..." Joy Ward was infuriated, her face turning bright red, and despite all Hope Williams said, she could not retort, making her stare with bulging eyes.

Joy Ward watched as Waylon Lewis and Hope Williams left, her eyes filled with resentment and spite, venomously staring at the back of Hope Williams.

This bitch!

"Joy, that person just now was Hope Williams, why has she come back?" Valentina River, who had just spoken up for Joy Ward, asked.

While Hope Williams was at the medical school, she was undisputedly recognized as the top of her class, blessed with beauty, favored by professors, extremely talented in medicine, winner of many prestigious awards, and had countless admirers - a goddess status that made people envy, jealous, and irreplaceable.

The more she achieved, the more some were green with envy, among them were Valentina River and Joy Ward.

Then, in her sophomore year, everyone thought Hope Williams was on a bright path until she was suddenly expelled from the school; rumors floated that she was caught having an affair with a professor by his wife, and the school expelled her immediately to cover up the scandal.

The issue was suppressed by the school and with Hope Williams's departure, it faded away, but there was always some whispers behind her back.

After Hope Williams left, Joy Ward, with her sweet appearance and good family background, quickly rose to prominence.

"It was her." Joy Ward ground her teeth.

The moment she saw Hope Williams she could hardly believe it, that woman had actually come back.

Five years had passed, she had been by Waylon Lewis's side, but Waylon Lewis had never mentioned marrying her. She knew this man's nature; she dared not bring it up, thinking that perhaps in a few years, having been by his side, he might marry her, but she never anticipated that, before it could happen, Hope Williams would return.

She just won't disappear!

"It really is her, Joy, you know, recently your cardiology department recruited a new head doctor from abroad, named Cynthia, ranked first in the medical community abroad, very famous in country Y, revered as a myth in medicine, I heard her Chinese name is also Williams. Could it possibly be Hope Williams..."

"That's the one personally invited by the dean to the hospital?"

"Yes."

The news had spread throughout the hospital, anyone so young yet directly appointed as head by the dean himself and provided with her own office could not be fake.

And this person was very mysterious, no one in the hospital had seen her yet.

Joy Ward scoffed, "Valentina, are you joking? You're suspecting Cynthia is Hope Williams just because her Chinese name is also Williams? You've got to be mistaken, how could Cynthia be that infamous woman who couldn't even finish her sophomore year before being expelled?"