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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 516 Investigation
Chapter 516: Chapter 516 Investigation
"Stomachache? I’ll take you to the hospital." Waylon Lewis reached out anxiously to pick up Hope Williams.
Hope Williams clutched her stomach and sucked in a breath of cold air, quickly waving her hands.
"No... wait, don’t go to the hospital, I might have eaten something bad. I’m going to the restroom."
Hope Williams clutched her stomach and ran towards the bathroom.
Waylon Lewis anxiously followed her, as Luke and Willow’s small faces tensed up, quickly following with their little legs.
"Hope, how are you feeling?" Waylon Lewis waited at the bathroom door, anxious.
Willow, "Mommy, are you okay?"
Luke, "Mommy, how are you doing?"
All three faces knit together with the same worry.
A few minutes later, Hope Williams came out to see the three of them staring at her with unified expressions. She was stunned for a moment and quickly said, "I’m fine, I probably just ate too much for dinner, plus some cold fruit. I had a bit of diarrhea, but I’m much better now."
Waylon Lewis reached out to support her, his brows furrowed, "Does it still hurt?"
Seeing his worried look, Hope Williams felt a wave of warmth inside and reassured him, "A little, but I’m really okay."
Then she looked down at the two little ones, "Mommy is fine, don’t worry."
Waylon Lewis had a serious face and bent down to pick her up in his arms.
Hope Williams was alarmed and quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, "What are you doing?"
Waylon Lewis carried her back to the sofa and seated her properly.
Hope Williams blinked, watching the fruit taken away by Waylon Lewis and pursed her lips innocently.
"Lie down."
Hope Williams was taken aback for a moment and didn’t move.
"Hmm?"
Seeing Waylon Lewis’s stern face, Hope Williams immediately obediently lay back on his legs, and Waylon Lewis’s hand warmed as he rubbed her stomach gently.
"Feeling a bit better?"
Hope Williams smiled, "Much better."
Luke and Willow immediately ran to pour a cup of warm water for Hope Williams, and with her chubby little hands, Willow handed it to Hope Williams, "Mommy, you should drink some warm water."
Hope Williams sat up straight, took the cup of warm water that was just at the right temperature, cradling it in her hands, "Thank you, my darlings."
Hope Williams’s eyes were smiling, her heart enveloped by a dense warmth.
...
Aunt Thompson’s phone rang like a death knell.
Hurriedly putting down what was in her hand, Aunt Thompson found a secluded spot to dare to answer the call.
As expected, Luna Williams’s voice came through, "How’s the task going?"
Aunt Thompson nervously clutched the hem of her clothes, her complexion pale, and for a moment, she didn’t dare to speak.
Not hearing a response from Aunt Thompson, Luna Williams guessed the situation and her voice took on a colder edge, "You didn’t go through with it, did you?"
"No, no, no, I did take action, but then she suddenly came in and I got startled. I didn’t put it..."
Luna Williams lost her patience and cut her off, "Aunt Thompson, think about your daughter. What’s more important, Hope Williams or your daughter?"
Aunt Thompson immediately felt the grip on her weakness, hastily begging, "Please don’t harm her. I promise you, I will get it done."
"I want to see results tomorrow," Luna Williams said coldly, and then hung up the call.
Aunt Thompson exhaled a long breath, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead, her entire being was still anxious and uneasy.
The small medicine bottle in her hand felt like a hot potato.
Hope Williams had always been good to the servants, and Aunt Thompson didn’t want to harm her.
If Hope Williams hadn’t suddenly come to the kitchen today, she would’ve been in the hospital by now.
Aunt Thompson felt guilty and scared.
But when she thought of her daughter, and how Luna Williams was threatening her with her daughter, she couldn’t let her own daughter be in danger.
Aunt Thompson let out a heavy sigh and walked back to the kitchen, while at this moment, a pair of eyes was watching her in the darkness.
Thomas Hughes came to see Waylon Lewis with some documents, probably about the project. Waylon went to the study.
Hope Williams felt much better in her stomach, and was curling up on the sofa with her eyes closed, resting.
Suddenly, a "snap" sound.
The sound of something shattering.
It startled Hope Williams so much that she abruptly opened her eyes and quickly sat up straight, looking towards the source of the noise.
"Oh no, Aunt Thompson, how could you break madam’s favorite vase? What should we do now?"
"I’m sorry, really sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose."
"What’s wrong with you today, Aunt Thompson? You’re all thumbs in your work." Another housekeeper commented helplessly, looking at the ceramic pieces on the floor.
"I’m sorry, I’ll go and apologize to madam right away."
Hope Williams glanced at Aunt Thompson, and just as Aunt Thompson looked in her direction, their eyes met, and Aunt Thompson immediately lowered her head in panic.
Hope Williams furrowed her brow, "Never mind, it’s just a vase, as long as no one is hurt, that’s what matters. Aunt Thompson, are you not feeling well? If you’re unwell, go and take some rest."
Aunt Thompson expressed her gratitude repeatedly, "Thank you, madam, thank you."
Hope Williams withdrew her gaze, her eyes filled with a tinge of suspicion. Aunt Thompson was always very competent at her work and had never been like this before.
And now she couldn’t even dare to look at her, as if she had done something bad and was feeling guilty.
Hope Williams pursed her lips and cast a few glances into the dark. Shannon Stone came out from a spot immediately, "Madam."
Hope Williams couldn’t help but internally praise the few bodyguards Waylon Lewis had arranged; she didn’t even need to speak, and they understood her just by the way she looked around.
Hope Williams gestured to Shannon Stone, and he silently moved closer to her.
"Please give your orders, madam."
Hope Williams lowered her voice, "I find Aunt Thompson rather strange today. Help me secretly check if something has happened to her."
Shannon Stone cast a glance at Aunt Thompson, who was walking away, and his sharp eyebrows wrinkled slightly, "I was actually about to discuss this matter with you, madam..."
Shannon Stone told Hope Williams the conversation he had accidentally overheard while hiding in the shadows.
People trained in martial arts usually have better hearing—he hadn’t been very close but had heard what Aunt Thompson said clearly.
After hearing Shannon Stone’s recount, Hope Williams’s eyes deepened in thought.
Take action? What actions is she planning to take?
And who was the person talking to her?
Hope Williams dropped her gaze, and two individuals flashed through her mind: one was Maverick Williams, and the other was Luna Williams.
Besides them, Hope Williams couldn’t think of a third person.
What do they want Aunt Thompson to do?
Hope Williams took a deep breath, her mind flooding with the details she noticed today in the kitchen.
After a moment, she lifted her gaze.
Seeing Hope Williams like this and guessing that she might have remembered something, Shannon Stone asked, "Madam, have you thought of something?"
Hope Williams blinked, "Aunt Thompson was acting very strangely in the kitchen today."
When she visited the kitchen today, Aunt Thompson broke out in a cold sweat - at the time, she found it odd but didn’t think much of it, assuming her sudden noise had scared her. novelbuddy.cσ๓
But now it seemed that was not the case.
So why was she panicked then? Was it because Luna or Maverick Williams wanted her to drug her food?
Sleeping pills? Poison? A shock went through Hope Williams’s heart as she suddenly, in disarray, placed her hand on her lower abdomen.
Poison, they wouldn’t dare; sleeping pills, they had no reason to do that.
The only thing beneficial for them would be medication that could induce a miscarriage.
Because both Maverick and Luna Williams would think if she lost her child, she would have no reason not to donate her bone marrow.
She panicked, suddenly stood up, "I need to go to the hospital."