Chapter 129: Chapter 129: Waylon Lewis Will Arrive at the Battlefield in Five Seconds
“Getting ready to be engaged, huh? But they aren’t engaged yet, and anything’s possible before marriage, right, Young Master Lewis?”
The implication was clear—unwavering intent to pry into the corner. Oh, how truly relentless the old lady was.
anwhile, Hope Williams felt her brows twitching nervously.
Just as Hope was about to speak up, Old Lady Mrs. Knox’s voice rang out again, “Hope, dear, let tell you, I have a grandson who is a perfect match for you.” Old Lady Mrs. Knox turned her head towards Hope, pulling on her hand with utmost affection.
As she said this, the grandson Old Lady Mrs. Knox deed a perfect match made his appearance.
Alexander Knox approached, dressed in a refined, dark-colored suit.
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His handso face carried a smile like a breath of spring, and his whole deanor was gentle and modest—every bit the gentleman.
But the aura of long-held authority emanated an almost imperceptible pressure. In Hope’s mind, the image of Waylon Lewis briefly asserted itself.
Both n were accustod to power, yet their auras were entirely distinct.
When the man reached his grandmother’s side, he greeted her with a warm, respectful smile, “Grandma.”
Old Lady Mrs. Knox looked at her grandson with satisfaction and proceeded to introduce him to Hope, “Doctor Williams, this is my grandson Alexander Knox. Alexander, this is Doctor Williams. You’ve t before.”
Alexander’s dark, deep-set eyes fell on Hope’s face as he extended his hand politely, “Doctor Williams, it’s good to see you again.”
Hope gently lifted her hand, and their handshake was light, “Mr. Knox, hello.”
The boneless touch in the palm of his hand caused Alexander to stiffen slightly, with an almost imperceptible tenderness flashing through his expression.
A brief handshake, a light release, and they maintained the most professional distance, politeness embodied.
Old Lady Mrs. Knox’s smile deepened even further.
“Now that Grandma is being discharged today, why don’t we all have a al together? I would very much like to thank you.”
Damn it!
Wyatt Lewis’s eyes bulged as soone dared to invite his sister-in-law to dinner right in front of him.
This was beyond endurance. Beginning his rescue mission, Wyatt pulled out his phone to inform Waylon Lewis.
The old lady patted Hope’s hand gently, “Right, Hope? Since Alexander saw you last ti, he’s been ntioning you rather frequently around .”
Looking at her grandson’s sparkling gaze, Old Lady Mrs. Knox felt certain of the answer she wanted and nodded in contentnt.
“Ah? No need, no need, Grandma Knox. I have other things to tend to today,” Hope hurriedly declined.
“Busy today, huh? No worries, no worries, we could do it tomorrow.” It was as though Grandma Knox anticipated Hope’s refusal, adding before Hope could speak further, “The day after tomorrow works as well, and the day after that is no problem.”
“Right, Alexander?” Old Lady Mrs. Knox tugged at her grandson’s sleeve.
Alexander, certainly able to read his grandmother’s none-too-subtle intentions—at this point, anything more obvious and he might as well carry Hope off in his arms—looked at the old lady with a touch of helplessness but humd an assent, “I’m available.”
Hope stared at Alexander disbelievingly.
Can’t you see your grandmother’s obvious intentions?
And you just “hum”!
Hope felt beyond exasperated, “Grandma Knox, Mr. Knox, I really do have matters to attend to. We can discuss dinner another ti.” Her face showed unease, clearly a bit overwheld by the old lady’s enthusiasm.
Catching on to this, Alexander did not insist further. Taking a slight step forward, he said, “Would it be alright if I added you as a contact? It would be easier for future appointnts when Grandma cos in for check-ups.”
His reasoning was sound and made it difficult for Hope to refuse.
“…Okay.”
Alexander took out his phone, and Hope relayed her cell number to him.
Old Lady Mrs. Knox’s eyes twinkled even more with amusent, finding Hope more than satisfactory as she watched.
Wyatt Lewis, clutching his phone, inwardly roared, ‘Hurry, brother, soone’s trying to steal your wife!’
As Hope gave her number to Alexander, she suddenly felt the air around her turn colder.
Not far off, Waylon Lewis approached briskly, his surrounding chill creeping outward.
Thomas Hughes, following behind him, was sweating bullets. The boss’s moods had been terrible of late, with his temper only softening in his wife’s presence.
And now, the boss’s one true tenderness was jovially exchanging contact information with another man.
No! It was more than just an overturned jar of jealousy for the boss—it was an entire vat.
Thomas Hughes was trembling with trepidation as a look of wanting to cry but having no tears crossed his face.
“Fuck, bro, you must’ve flown here.”
“Hello…”
Hope Williams was startled by the hand that suddenly embraced her from the waist, and when she turned back, she saw a dark-faced Waylon Lewis.
Hope’s phone nearly fell from her hand as her expression froze on her face.
“How did you get here? Aren’t you very busy?”
Thomas was internally chattering: Your wife’s almost been taken, Boss; even if the company was on the verge of collapse, you’d still have to hurry over.
“Yep, very busy, but I still ca.”
Old Lady Mrs. Knox was taken aback as she laid eyes on Waylon Lewis, “Young Master Lewis?”
“Old Lady Mrs. Knox.” Since Old Lady Mrs. Knox was an elder after all, Waylon Lewis coldly but ‘reasonably’ respected her, “My wife and I have matters to attend to, please excuse us.”
Wife?
Hope blinked.
When did she beco… hey… Hope was abruptly dragged away by the man.
Hope hastily revealed an awkward yet polite smile towards Old Lady Mrs. Knox and Alexander Knox, saying, “Excuse , I must leave.”
Right after she said that, a gaze sharp as a knife swept over her from soone.
A touch of shrewdness flashed through Old Lady Mrs. Knox’s eyes as she said nonchalantly, “Hope, stop by the Knox’s house when you have ti. Grandma is waiting at ho for you. Keep in touch with Alexander when you can, you young people should communicate and build relationships.”
Hope, “…”
Hope felt like spitting blood.
This old lady really didn’t mind stirring the pot.
The Great Demon King behind her seed ready to explode with fury.
Alexander Knox eyed Hope’s slight and stubborn figure and smirked, “Grandma, invite her to the Knox Clan’s annual banquet next month.”
Old Lady Mrs. Knox understood her grandson’s intent and smiled contentedly, “Rest assured, I’ve got it covered. But this Young Master Lewis…”
“No worries, they are divorced now, and their relationship is maintained through their children.”
To be blunt, there was no affection.
Old Lady Mrs. Knox nodded with a aningful look, “I’ve heard Mia Fuller is coming back.”
Alexander’s eyes dimd for a mont, “Hmm.”
Old Lady Mrs. Knox sighed heavily with heartful concern, “If you two truly don’t have each other in your hearts, then call off the marriage. Don’t drag each other down. That girl is too calculating; Grandma doesn’t like it.”
“I understand, Grandma. I will handle this matter.”
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“Hey, Waylon Lewis, you’re pulling too hard,” complained Hope Williams, utterly exasperated. “Are you insane?”
Suddenly, the man turned around and pressed the person behind him against the wall.
The peacemaker Wyatt Lewis followed behind, chiding, “Bro, a little quarrel keeps things spicy, a big fight hurts the body. If we can talk it out, let’s not get physical.”
Hope was pinned against the wall, eyeing Waylon Lewis with both dread and anger.
Waylon gritted his teeth.
Wyatt Lewis and Thomas trailed behind, literally shaking with fear.
Just when it seed like Waylon Lewis was about to blow up, he ferociously shut his eyes, “I am fucking insane.”
Wyatt, “…”
Thomas, “…”
Hope, “…”
“Can we go or not?” Waylon Lewis asked coldly with a somber face, “I’m about to go mad because of you. I can’t stand not having you by my side for a minute before soone tries to take you away from . Alexander Knox wants to court you, his grandma wants to pair you up. Don’t you see that?”
“I’m not blind, but I refused, didn’t I?” Hope said, frustrated at being yelled at and feeling utterly aggrieved.
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