She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor Chapter 109: 109: Waylon Lewis Hosts a Birthday Banquet for

Chapter 109: Chapter 109: Waylon Lewis Hosts a Birthday Banquet for Hope Williams

At noon, a patient suddenly developed an ergency condition and was rushed to the operating room. Hope Williams found it impossible to leave, and just before entering the operating room, she called Waylon Lewis.

“Hello, Waylon Lewis.”

“Hmm, going to stand up?” The man asked, as if he had anticipated it.

Helplessly touching her forehead, Hope said, “I’m sorry; I can’t leave the patient in urgent condition. I need to go into surgery.”

“Hmm.” The man, looking at so docunts, acknowledged the situation with a hum and glanced at his watch before asking, “What plans for tonight?”

“The departnt’s talking about having a dinner together.”

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“To celebrate your birthday?”

Hope paused for a mont, “You actually rember today is my birthday?”

“…”

There was silence on the other end for two seconds before he asked again, “Is there a place set yet?”

“It’s a bit rushed, not yet.”

“Hmm, I’ll take care of it.”

Hope was stunned by Waylon Lewis’s response for another two seconds, “No, that won’t be necessary…”

Before she could finish, the man’s low voice ca through again, “Go on to your surgery, I will arrange it and send it to your phone.”

It was as if Waylon Lewis hadn’t heard her at all.

Hope touched her forehead, urgency coming from the operating room. Without much thought, she simply acknowledged and then directly entered the operating room.

Five hours after the surgery was done, Hope erged to find Thomas Hughes standing obediently aside.

Seeing Hope, Thomas approached respectfully and bowed, “Miss Williams, you have worked hard. Boss has sent the address for your birthday dinner to your phone. Boss is tied up with an important eting and cannot leave, so he asked to take you to the hotel first.”

Still holding the mask in her hand, and with Thomas’s rapid-fire explanation, Hope, possibly still ntally recovering from the surgery, stared blankly at Thomas.

Thomas felt sowhat at a loss under Hope’s gaze.

“Uh… What did you just say? I didn’t catch that, could you repeat it?” Hope asked, sowhat embarrassed.

Thomas swallowed, relieved to realize that she hadn’t heard clearly; he had thought he had said sothing wrong to upset her.

Patiently, Thomas repeated the ssage.

Hope took out her phone to look at the address sent by Waylon Lewis, and her eyes involuntarily widened.

“Emperor Perry?”

Emperor Perry Hotel, the most famous seven-star hotel in Emperor Capital, located in a highly coveted area glittering with gold and unsurpassable luxury.

She just wanted to have a small birthday celebration with colleagues, did it need to be this grand? This was over the top.

Hope touched her forehead helplessly, “It’s just a small birthday celebration; it’s too extravagant. Tell him to cancel it, I’ll make my own arrangents.”

“However! Boss is very concerned about Miss Williams’s birthday. He has made arrangents. If Miss Williams does not go, it would be difficult for to explain when I return.”

Thomas said earnestly, emphasizing the words “very concerned.”

Hope tugged at her lips and simply decided to call Waylon Lewis herself.

“Hmm?” The man’s deep, magnetic voice ca through the phone speaker.

Hope pursed her lips, “Emperor Perry Hotel, it’s too much…”

“Too much?” The man leaned back in his executive chair, his slender fingers rhythmically tapping on the desk.

The room below was as silent as a tomb.

Hope nodded, “Yes, it’s just a small birthday; there’s no need for such a grand gesture.”

“You don’t like it? We could change the venue, though it might be a bit late to rearrange the decor.” Waylon Lewis spoke indifferently, “Where do you prefer? I’ll have it changed right now.”

“…” Hope touched her forehead, understanding that any venue chosen by Waylon had no chance of being low-key, “Stop arranging, I’ll make my own plans.”

“You missed your previous birthdays; won’t you give a chance to make up for this one?” Waylon asked.

Hope sighed, “I don’t need any compensation.”

Hope moved to the window with the phone in hand, bowing her head slightly as the clean glass reflected her sowhat weary face.

She didn’t need the compensation he spoke of. The past was the past, and she had no desire to dwell on it. Now, having Luke and Willow with her was more than enough.

After a brief silence,

Hope heard the man sigh lightly, “That’s a sha.”

“A sha for what?”

“A sha because Thomas and his team spent the whole afternoon setting up, and if the guest of honor doesn’t attend, it will all be wasted; the decorations will end up valueless in the trash. Don’t you think it’s a pity, hmm?”

The man’s voice was tinged with a hint of indulgent spoilage.

The conference room was so quiet that only Waylon Lewis’s magnetic voice could be heard.

One by one, the executives exchanged glances in disbelief. Their noble, aloof Boss was using such a tender, indulgent tone, patiently persuading a woman.

What the hell?

Was this for real?

Who in the world was this woman?

Hope was truly at a loss, hearing his words made her feel indeed it would be quite wasteful; having said this much, if she refused again, it would seem ungracious.

Hope let out a light sigh.

If it had to be Emperor Perry, then so be it. It was high-profile and a bit too spectacular, but other hotels didn’t compare. What reason did she have left to refuse? Besides, she hadn’t made any other reservations, so it saved her the trouble.

“Alright, thank you. How much should I send you?” The price for a private room at Emperor Perry Hotel naturally wouldn’t be low, and despite Waylon Lewis not being short on money, Hope didn’t want to feel indebted.

“Emperor Perry Hotel is part of the Lewis Clan’s holdings; are you saying I should charge you for hosting your birthday party?” Waylon chuckled.

“…”

“Okay, if you feel you owe sothing, you can take out to dinner later.” Waylon Lewis spoke casually, adding, “Your own cooking, is that okay?”

Hope stopped arguing and nodded, “Alright.”