She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 284: Just Endure It and It Will Pass

"You two bitches get down here." Aria Richardson rushed forward, grabbing each by the hair, "Playing dirty again, huh? Let’s see how I teach you a lesson today."

Vivia Fuller and Mia Fuller hadn’t expected Aria to charge at them like a madwoman.

With their hair being yanked, they were forcibly bent over, instinctively reaching up to scratch at Aria’s hand. "You bitch, what’s gotten into you? Let go, ahh..."

Releasing Mia, she grabbed Vivia and slapped her twice, "I’ve gone mad, I’ve just gone mad, what about it? Was it you who caused Hope Williams’ injury? Was it you?"

"Aah! Aah!" Vivia struggled fiercely, feeling as if her scalp was about to be ripped off, screaming shrilly, her hands flailing wildly.

Wyatt Lewis had been worried about Aria taking on both at once, but now his worries were completely unnecessary.

Her fighting ability could take them both down.

Since Aria was consistently getting the upper hand, Wyatt didn’t intervene. After all, it didn’t seem right for a man to get between three fighting women, so he simply stayed out of it.

"You psycho." Mia Fuller picked up a rock from the bushes nearby, gripping it with both hands, ready to throw it at Aria.

Wyatt stepped forward and grabbed Mia’s hand, a cold look in his eyes, "If we fight, we fight, but playing dirty isn’t good."

"You!"

Wyatt’s fingers tightened, causing Mia’s wrist to hurt immediately, the rock falling from her hand.

"You still thinking of playing dirty?" Aria didn’t pamper her, stepping forward to grab Mia, pulling her right up to her face in one swift motion.

Mia raised her hand, aiming to scratch Aria’s face, "Bitch, what did I ever do to you?"

"What do you think? Huh?"

"Smack, smack." Two slaps landed unstoppable on Mia’s frantic face. "Remember this, stop coveting other people’s men, stop thinking about harming others, hear me?"

"Aah... Aah!"

Old Master Fuller came out quickly upon hearing the noises, only to see his granddaughters Vivia and Mia being beaten, their clothes in disarray, their meticulously styled hair turned into a mess, being trampled and beaten on the ground, completely devoid of dignity.

Shoes, jewelry, fabrics were scattered everywhere.

The nearby servants were stunned by the scene.

Old Master Fuller’s eyes blazed with fury, "What is this spectacle? What is this spectacle?"

"Everyone stop, stop!" Old Master Fuller shouted, banging his cane.

"You shut the fuck up."

Old Master Fuller, "..."

Wyatt really had to give Aria a thumbs up, did she even know who she was standing up to?

"Ah, Grandpa save me! Bitch, let go!"

"Aah..."

"What are you all staring for? Go and save them!" Old Master Fuller demanded, his chest heaving dramatically with anger.

Several bodyguards intervened, trying to pry Aria’s hands off Vivia’s clothes, forcefully pulling her hands away.

But Aria held on tight, and as the bodyguards pulled her forward, "Rip." went the sound.

"Aah!" Vivia screamed piercingly, having just come from her room without even putting on a coat, wearing only a pale-colored sundress, which was instantly torn, revealing large patches of skin.

Vivia quickly crouched down, covering herself.

Aria, still not satisfied, kicked her again. Wyatt stepped forward, pulling the furious Aria back, "Enough, you’ll kill her if you continue."

The two sisters curled up on the ground, their hands tightly covering their faces, crying ceaselessly, looking as miserable as two clumps of mud.

Old Master Fuller, seeing his granddaughters beaten like this, was furious, his temples throbbing violently, his trembling fingers pointed at Aria. "You! This is outrageous. Who do you think you are to run wild in the Fuller Family house? Seize her!"

Old Master Fuller’s robust voice roared, his fury erupting like a roaring lion.

"Old fart, you..."

Wyatt pulled Aria back as she was about to rush at Old Master Fuller, holding her tight in his arms, his gaze piercing Old Master Fuller without a trace of a smile.

"I’m sorry, Old Master Fuller, my girlfriend drank too much, didn’t like how your precious daughters looked, and offended them greatly, but let’s just endure it and let it pass."

"What did you say?" Old Master Fuller glared at Wyatt.

Wyatt’s lips curled into a faint smile, "Seeing the daughters’ faces beaten like that, they do look rather pitiful. Here’s two million."

Wyatt pulled out a card, without any explanation, directly putting it into the hands of a nearby bodyguard, "Get your young ladies some cosmetic surgery, two million should cover two operations, and if that’s not enough, I’ll give more."

"Wyatt Lewis, have you lost your mind, siding with a madwoman against our Fuller Family?" Mia, who was beaten for no reason and saw Wyatt defending this madwoman, was nearly driven insane.

Wyatt glanced coldly at her, scoffing, "Did I though? But if that’s how you want to think, I don’t mind."

"Wyatt Lewis!" Mia gnashed her teeth.

Vivia’s hands tightly clutched the ground, her perfectly manicured nails shattering.

"Enough." Old Master Fuller’s face was dark and grim, Wyatt might look carefree every day, but he was no pushover.

Rupturing relations with the Lewis Family over such a trivial matter seemed completely unnecessary.

"If that’s the case, let’s have this young lady apologize, and we can put this matter to rest." Old Master Fuller spoke.

"Dream on." Aria flatly refused.

Old Master Fuller’s brows didn’t move, but his facial muscles trembled, furious to the extreme.

Wyatt looked at Aria, somewhat helpless, then strongly stated, "Since I’ve paid, I see no need for an apology. If it’s not enough, I can keep compensating."

"I give a damn about your few million." Mia forcefully grabbed the card from the bodyguard’s hand and threw it back into Wyatt’s arms.

Wyatt’s lips curled up, catching it smoothly, unfazed, "I offered, you didn’t want it."

"Wyatt Lewis, aren’t you being excessive!" Mia fumed.

"Excessive? I paid what I owed, do I need to force it on you when you don’t want it? I’m not pathetic." Wyatt’s voice was low and firm.

His words left several people speechless.

"Nothing else then, we’re leaving." Wyatt, holding Aria, walked away calmly under the hostile glares of several.