As Vivia Fuller was taken away by the police, the farce finally came to an end.
Hope Williams let out a sigh of relief, looked up to meet the gaze above her, but for some reason felt a bit guilty and nervously lowered her head.
Even though she didn't look, she could still feel the angry gaze upon her, and the next moment, Hope Williams's body suddenly felt weightless as she was scooped up into someone's arms.
Hope Williams was startled, "Hey? What are you doing?"
Waylon Lewis, expressionless, said nothing and strode away with her in his arms.
Good lord!
"Bro? Sister-in-law? You're just leaving like that?"
Hope Williams clenched her small fist and thumped it against Waylon Lewis's chest, "Waylon Lewis, what are you doing? There are still people around, put me down quickly."
Not only had the crowd not left, but there was also a throng of reporters wanting to continue their interviews. Waylon Lewis suddenly carrying her away under everyone's watchful eyes was bizarre, wasn't it?