She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 538 Waylon Lewis Must Be Going Crazy

"Still inside this house."

"Then hurry up and have people surround all the exits of the house for me."

"Yes."

Wesley Ruiz caressed the string of beads in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, "I’ll go in person."

...

The old Lewis Family residence.

A serious car accident occurred in the South China Community, a luxury car crashed into a tree, leaked oil, and exploded, extremely tragic, with media vying to report and broadcast live.

Wyatt Lewis happened to arrive at the South China Community with his team, and was caught on the live broadcast.

Upon seeing the news, Old Master Lewis was suddenly struck with alarm, and he looked towards Alitzel Williams who was anxiously making phone calls at his side.

"How is it? Still no contact with Little Hope?"

Alitzel Williams shook her head with deep concern, "Not yet."

"Dad, don’t worry for now. I’ll call Wyatt and ask," Christopher Lewis comforted from the side.

"Already called, nobody’s answering. And Waylon is away on a business trip, this..."

"Quick, send someone to check on Little Hope’s movements today," the Old Master urged with a trembling voice.

"I’ll go check right away," Christopher Lewis quickly directed his assistant to investigate.

By now, everyone had anticipated that Hope Williams might have had an accident.

Becuase the wrecked car was a limited edition Rolls-Royce, there wasn’t a second one to be found in the whole city, and with Wyatt Lewis handling the situation on-site, how could they not be worried.

In just a few minutes, it felt as if they had gone through an eternity...

Soon the person dispatched to investigate reported back, "The staff from the Young Madam’s company said she went with Elias Patel, Assistant Patel, this afternoon to meet with a medicinal herb trader and didn’t return to the company."

"Elias Patel?" Christopher Lewis frowned tightly, "Quickly bring Elias Patel here."

"Yes."

Old Master Lewis’s profound gaze was filled with worry, and Alitzel Williams sat on his side, continuously trying to console him.

"Quickly send someone to pick up Luke and Willow. Neither of them is at home; the two children must be scared," Elder Lewis said with concern.

Alitzel Williams nodded hastily, "Okay, I’ll send someone immediately, no, I’ll go myself."

Alitzel Williams rushed out in a fluster, her heart in chaos, fervently praying that nothing had happened to Hope Williams.

Elias Patel was quickly called to the Lewis Residence.

Because Elias Patel had worked as an assistant to Waylon Lewis for a long time, everyone in the Lewis family was familiar with her.

Old Master Lewis, seeing the injuries on Elias Patel’s face, grew even more concerned.

"Elder Lewis, did you summon me for something?" Elias Patel’s voice was still somewhat trembling.

"Were you with Little Hope this afternoon?"

Elias Patel bit her lower lip and nodded, her eyes welling up with tears at the mention.

"Yes... yes."

Seeing Elias Patel in this state, a foreboding sense of dread intensified, Old Master Lewis clutched his chest, "Speak, what happened?"

Elias Patel’s eyes flickered.

"We... we were being chased to be killed, the madam pushed me out of the car, and then... the car seemed to have been flipped over, then exploded, and then, then..."

Old Master Lewis and Christopher Lewis both felt a roaring in their ears.

Elder Lewis clutched his chest, struggled to stand up with the aid of his walking stick, his complexion dreadful, sweat streaming down his forehead, gritting his teeth, he asked strenuously, "And then what happened?"

"Then the madam... her life or death is unknown."

"Dad!" Christopher Lewis exclaimed in shock as he watched Old Master Lewis collapse.

"Elder Lewis."

"Quick, call the family doctor."

The Lewis Family plunged into chaos at Old Master Lewis’s sudden fainting.

The words ’life or death uncertain’ were too heavy, suffocating Christopher Lewis to the point he could hardly breathe.

He used to look down on Hope Williams, but now she is the mother of two children, still the most beloved woman of his son, pregnant with another; if she really died...

Christopher Lewis didn’t even dare to imagine what this family would become...

Waylon Lewis would probably go insane.

In the end, Old Master Lewis was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Meanwhile, on Hope Williams’s side.

"Bang—" A gunshot rang out.

"Ah—" Hope Williams cried out in pain, her shoulder instantly pierced by a bullet.

She had just come down from upstairs, cautiously surveying her surroundings when she was shot just as she was about to step out the door.

People lurking in the shadows around her immediately sprang into action.

Hope Williams’s face turned to panic, disregarding the excruciating pain in her shoulder, she clenched her teeth and stood up straight.

Guns were aimed at her from all around, ready to riddle Hope Williams with bullets in an instant.

"Hope Williams, long time no see."

A voice sounded.

From the crowd, Wesley Ruiz stepped out at a calm and unhurried pace.

Clutching her wound, Hope Williams looked icily at Wesley Ruiz, "Indeed, Uncle Ruiz, long time no see. I wonder how I’ve offended you to deserve such a ruthless attempt on my life by you."

"You want to know?" Wesley Ruiz’s eyes, dark and spiteful, stared at Hope Williams.

"Yes, I’d like to die knowing why, don’t you think?"

Wesley Ruiz sneered coldly and raised the gun in his hand, "If you want to know, go ask Lord Blake in the underworld."

"Dad, stop." Wesley Ruiz was caught and escorted over by two people.

"Wesley Ruiz?" Wesley Ruiz’s eyes flicked to the car not far away, "You followed me?"

"Let Hope Williams go, don’t make one mistake after another."

"Let her go? In your dreams." Wesley Ruiz’s gun still aimed at Hope Williams.

"Dad! The past is the past, Aaron saved Hope Williams willingly, it had nothing to do with her. If you kill her, wouldn’t Aaron’s death be in vain?!" Wesley Ruiz shouted.

"Shut your mouth, ungrateful son, if it weren’t for her, Aaron wouldn’t have died. She was only twenty-one years old and died because of this woman; it was her feud with the Fuller Family, why should my daughter pay with her life?"

Hate filled the bottom of Wesley Ruiz’s eyes, impossible to hide.

So that was it, a heavy emotion settled in Hope Williams’s eyes, realizing it was because of Aaron Ruiz’s death that Wesley Ruiz harbored such resentment against her.

Hope Williams took a deep breath.

"No, it’s not like that, dad, calm down, Aaron wouldn’t be happy if he saw what you’re doing."

Wesley Ruiz struggled desperately, trying to break free from the restraint of the two people.

Blinded by hatred, Wesley Ruiz’s mind was not swayed, and he instantly pressed the trigger.

"Bang!"

At that moment, almost simultaneously, two more gunshots followed from a distance.

The first shot was from Wesley Ruiz; the two shots that followed were from two different men.