She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 291: Cooperation with the Fuller Family

But in reality, he hadn’t closed his eyes for a minute last night, Hope Williams had been plagued by nightmares all night, unable to sleep peacefully, and he simply had no inclination to rest, staying by her side throughout.

Hope Williams cast her eyes downward, not saying anything. She felt sorry for Waylon Lewis, insisting on feeding herself to allow Waylon Lewis to have a proper breakfast.

Waylon Lewis let her be, and ate with her.

After breakfast, Hope Williams felt much better.

She organized some chaotic thoughts in her mind, glanced at the phone on the table and said, "Waylon Lewis, could you hand me my phone?"

"Rest well."

"I feel much better today than yesterday, I want to look at my phone for a bit," Hope Williams insisted, pleadingly looking at Waylon Lewis.

Waylon Lewis, seeing her face indeed looked better than yesterday and seeing her insistence, had no choice but to hand her the phone, "Just for a bit."

"Uh-huh, just for a bit," Hope Williams nodded obediently.

As soon as Hope Williams turned on her phone, a message popped up from an unknown number, a brief three words: "Still alive!" fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

It was from Liam Cloud, and such a way of reassuring her could only come from him.

"The people weren’t from the Lewis Family, we are already investigating. Take care and heal," Hope Williams quickly replied, her expression slightly relaxing.

Meanwhile, Liam Cloud had just bandaged his wounds and was smoking a cigarette, seeing the returned message, the corners of his mouth lifted into a smile tinged with warmth.

Closing the phone and tossing it onto the table, he rested his arms on his knees and hung his head slightly. That trace of a smile vanished, replaced by cold, deadly glare that was nothing but unending malice.

The Fuller Family’s old housekeeper walked in, approaching Liam Cloud, "Mr. Cloud, Old Master Fuller would like to see you."

His brow quirked, he lifted his gaze, his eyes brimming with hostility, coldly fixing on the old housekeeper.

The old housekeeper shuddered. He had lived a long life, yet he had never seen such a rebellious and malicious gaze. The old housekeeper quickly lowered his head.

Liam Cloud sneered, "Doesn’t he have legs?"

"This..."

The old housekeeper, helpless, had to go and report back to Old Master Fuller.

"Want grandpa to visit him personally? Who does he think he is?" Vivia Fuller said indignantly.

A dark gleam flickered in the depths of Old Master Fuller’s eyes as he slowly got up, supporting himself with a cane.

Vivia Fuller furrowed her brows, looking unexpectedly at Old Master Fuller, she bit her lip and followed.

She really wanted to see who this person was that her grandfather had gone through so much effort to save.

"Mr. Cloud, is your injury taken care of?"

Old Master Fuller sat down on a sofa next to Liam Cloud, with Vivia standing beside him.

Hearing his voice, Liam Cloud lifted his gaze unhurriedly, his eyes narrowing, the chill in them penetrating to the core.

Vivia’s heart skipped a beat. Even without making eye contact with this man, she could feel the endless chill and pervading danger.

"Let’s hear it. What’s the reason you saved me?" Liam Cloud leaned back lazily.

Old Master Fuller smiled and started speaking, "It was merely a gesture of assistance. My men found Mr. Cloud severely injured and rescued you. There were no other intentions."

Liam Cloud gave a cold laugh, "Speak plainly, old man, I never believe anyone is that kindhearted."

Old Master Fuller’s brow moved slightly, he picked up the teacup in front of him, took a light sip, and then said, "Mr. Cloud, you were injured like this by the Lewis Family, right?"

Liam Cloud continued looking at him with an indifferent face.

Old Master Fuller continued, "I’ve heard all about it. The Lewis Family has caused you a heavy loss this time."

A touch of impatience flashed through Liam Cloud’s icy eyes. Grabbing the fruit knife from the table, he twirled it nonchalantly on his fingertip and asked softly, "Does it concern you?"

"As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. You have a grudge against the Lewis Family, and so do I. Why don’t we join forces to deal with the Lewis Family? Then you can have your revenge as you wish."

Old Master Fuller got straight to the point.

Liam Cloud’s cool gaze narrowed, "You’ve been investigating me!"

Old Master Fuller laughed heartily, "Does Mr. Cloud’s reputation need investigating? The affair between you and the Lewis Family wasn’t a secret, was it? Think about it, if we join forces, it would be a strong alliance."

Liam Cloud curved his lips coldly, looking at him without saying a word.

Seeing that he was considering, Old Master Fuller took another sip of tea, then continued, "I also know that you fancy Waylon Lewis’s woman. If Waylon Lewis is dead, his woman will be yours to do as you please..."

The moment the words left his mouth, he saw the cold smile on Liam Cloud’s face vanish, and a tidal wave of malice surged in his eyes.

"Ah!"

Old Master Fuller’s body instantly stiffened in tremors, his face turning ghastly pale!

In a flash of movement, Liam Cloud’s hand brought down the fruit knife, which pierced straight through Old Master Fuller’s palm, harshly pinning it to the table as blood gushed out.

On his handsome face was a cold, bloodthirsty and morbidly insane expression.

"You..." Old Master Fuller inhaled sharply, struggling to regulate his breathing.

"Wash your mouth, old man, is she someone you’re qualified to mention? Huh?"

Old Master Fuller’s body trembled, in so much pain he couldn’t speak.

Vivia Fuller watched the scene in shock, covering her mouth, daring not to breathe.