She couldn't very well say that Wyatt was afraid to come back in case Waylon Lewis saw him and beat him up again, so he was skulking around outside instead.
The old master felt relieved after hearing Hope Williams' words, "Then let him be, since most people have arrived, it's time to eat."
Hope Williams smiled and turned around, her gaze inadvertently colliding with the man behind her, Xavier Lewis's eyes squinting as he stared at her.
Hope Williams' brows knit slightly, and a strong disgust flashed through her eyes.
It seems he still hasn't learned his lesson.
Alitzel Williams noticed something was off, stepped forward, and directly grabbed Hope Williams' hand, giving Xavier Lewis a fierce glare.
"What's the matter, dear nephew? Not learned your lesson yet? Haven't been beaten enough?" Alitzel Williams was downright unsparing, feeling disgusted on behalf of Hope Williams at the way Xavier Lewis was looking at her. She knew all too well what kind of character Xavier Lewis was.