She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 294 She is My Bottom Line

"It’s no trouble, Uncle Lewis."

Vivia Fuller offered a light smile. "Then, Uncle Lewis, I’ll be leaving now."

"Alright."

As Vivia Fuller turned around, the gentle and kind expression on her face instantly vanished, replaced by a grinding hatred.

"What did you say to Uncle Lewis?" Mia Fuller looked at Vivia.

"Nothing."

"Nothing? You are fooling a ghost. And what were you and Grandpa up to at home today?" Mia always felt that these two were hiding something from her, keeping her in the dark.

"What’s it to you? Just mind your own business." Vivia clacked away in her high heels.

Mia, grinding her teeth, chased after her and grabbed Vivia’s hand. "You like Brother Waylon too, don’t you?"

Vivia glanced back with a cold look and a cold smirk, candidly responding, "Yes, you’re just now catching on."

Mia had just seen the way Vivia looked at Waylon Lewis and was even more sure of her previous suspicions.

So... this bitch had been using her all along...

"You said before that you were going to help me teach Hope Williams a lesson, but in reality, you wanted me to get rid of her, so you could take her place, is that it?"

Mia trembled all over, staring furiously at Vivia.

Mia was haunted by what had happened at the Knox Family, the result of the ideas Vivia suggested, and she was the one who ended up hurt and humiliated.

She felt dirty because of her terrible plans, because of Hope Williams; they were all bitches who had wronged her.

"The plan was my idea, but before things went south, weren’t you so eager? Now that something has happened, you question me?" Vivia scoffed, the more she looked at Mia, the more pathetic and pitiful she found her.

"It’s all your fault..." Mia clenched her fists.

Vivia moved closer to Mia with a haunting step, her lips curled in disdain, "My dear sister, I was indeed trying to help you, the one who hurt you is Hope Williams, not me. You should blame her, don’t you think?"

Mia’s hands clenched tighter, her chest heaving violently.

"Look at how comfortable she is now, everyone protecting her, and now she’s even pregnant. She’s improved her status in the Lewis Family, she hurt you so badly and yet she lives so comfortably, isn’t that so?"

Vivia looked at Mia’s face, a cold laugh in her heart, and continued to speak, "We are sisters, how could I hurt you? The one who wronged you is Hope Williams."

A fierce hatred welled up in Mia’s eyes.

Indeed, if not for Hope Williams, that incident wouldn’t have happened. She was ruined by Hope Williams, so why should she live so blissfully?

And her? Her life was completely destroyed.

In an instant, an unbalanced hatred surged within her heart.

Vivia smiled. "Grandpa Lewis’s birthday is coming up. I just asked Uncle Lewis to help organize his birthday banquet. If you’re not busy, why not come and help me?"

The light in Mia’s eyes flashed venomously.

Christopher Lewis thought it over and still felt uneasy, pulling Alitzel Williams aside.

Alitzel shook off his hand, crossed her arms, turned her body away indifferently, too lazy to even look at him, and coldly said, "Speak up if you have something to say, let it out if you have to fart."

Christopher, seeing how aloof she was towards him, felt even more frustrated. He gritted his molars and said, "What on earth are you doing lately? Always picking fights with me, are you a three-year-old child? What kind of temper is that?"

Alitzel was incensed by his words, "Me picking fights? Me, a three-year-old child? Who started the quarrel first, was it me? Huh?"

Christopher... "What exactly did I do wrong? Tell me."

"What did you do wrong? You don’t know what you did wrong? I think your brain’s gone rusty from old age. You don’t want a good daughter-in-law, obsessed with matching doors, is Vivia Fuller really a heart of gold? You don’t want Joy Ward around your son, then Mia Fuller, and now you’re bringing in Vivia Fuller, right? And you support her, is that it?"

"I..."

Not giving him a chance to speak, Alitzel interrupted, "You pushed Hope Williams out of the Lewis Family and even tried to take her child away. Do you think if it weren’t for Hope stopping Waylon, that he would just let it go given his temperament? If Hope hadn’t been generous and kept it quiet, do you think Grandpa wouldn’t have found out?"

Alitzel spoke in a fit of anger, "It’s not just that Luke and Willow don’t want to deal with you now, I don’t want to either."

"..." Christopher pursed his lips, the stifling silence lasted a while before he finally spoke, "I admit I’ve gone too far, but I did it for the good of the Lewis Family, for Waylon’s sake. What’s wrong with marrying a wife of equal status, a family alliance is a powerful union, what can Hope Williams even bring to Waylon?"

"How incompetent must I be to rely on a woman to bring me benefits?"

The faint voice that rose was filled with a chilling coldness.

Waylon Lewis had come out at some point and now stood in the doorway, his icy gaze holding a cold intent.

"You..." Christopher pressed his lips together, at a loss with his son.

Waylon’s face was stern, "Stop scheming against her. Apart from her, I won’t want anyone else."

With that, Waylon left.

"Incurable." Alitzel rolled her eyes crudely at Christopher and turned to leave.

Christopher immediately grabbed Alitzel.

"What now? You still have something?"

"I don’t need anything from you." Christopher said gravely, "Vivia just came to me about Grandpa’s birthday banquet. She volunteered to help plan it."

"What?" Alitzel was taken aback for a moment, "You agreed?"

"She meant well..."

"Has your brain turned to cement, Christopher? What is Vivia Fuller to our Lewis Family, and what right has she to plan Grandpa’s birthday banquet? It’s not her place."

Alitzel raised her head and slapped her forehead, feeling exasperated.

Christopher also knew it was not appropriate, which is why he had come to Alitzel.

After being scolded by Alitzel repeatedly for being brainless, Christopher was almost out of temper, took a deep breath, and spoke firmly.

"That’s why I came to discuss this with you. You should take some time to plan Dad’s birthday banquet. If Vivia wants to help, let her. After all, she means well, and you can’t exactly kick her out with a frown."