Chapter 304: Chapter 304: The Ignorant and Insolent Fool Chapter 304: Chapter 304: The Ignorant and Insolent Fool “I can’t sleep anymore, you have to go to work at the company. Can you get off work at five this afternoon?” Hope Williams clearly rembered that they were to take wedding photos, and though girls might say they don’t want to, they actually look forward to it quite a bit.
“Yes.” Waylon Lewis shifted his chin and kissed her hair, “Wait for to co back.”
“Mm, then get up quickly, the earlier you go, the sooner you’ll return.”
Hope Williams sat up, tugging at Waylon Lewis’s arm, “Hurry and go to work, stop lying down.”
Waylon Lewis sat up, pulled her close to his chest, and chuckled lightly, “So you’re rushing out?”
“No way, you haven’t been to work for so long, I’m afraid you’ll have so much to do that you can’t finish in ti, and it wouldn’t be good if you have to work overti, so go early and co back early.”
Waylon Lewis raised his hand to ss up her slightly disheveled hair, “Mrs. Lewis is right.”
“Then what are you waiting for?”
A low, llow laugh spilled from Waylon Lewis’s throat.
Warm lips landed on the corner of her mouth and cheeks, his kisses soft and tender, filled with endless affection and gentleness.
It looked like there would be so teasing of her.
Hope Williams leaned her face toward him voluntarily, “Hurry up and kiss, I know you love kissing , once you’ve had enough, go to work.”
Watching Hope Williams as if she would shove him straight into the company that very mont, Waylon Lewis’s eyes crinkled with amusent. As she leaned in, he made no hesitation to reciprocate, kissing her thoroughly before finally letting go.
“It’s still early, you lie down for a bit longer.”
“Okay.” Hope Williams imdiately pulled up the blanket to lie down, then watched him.
Even her gaze seed to say, I’m being good, so hurry off to work. Go early and co back soon, don’t keep from my wedding photo shoot.
That’s how girls are — if you don’t agree to sothing or bring it up, they won’t think about it, but once you ntion it and agree, they’ll look forward to it incessantly and won’t give up until they get it.
Waylon Lewis finally got up in the eyes of Hope Williams, washed up, changed his clothes, and went downstairs for breakfast.
Hope Williams personally stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and waved to Waylon Lewis below.
Waylon Lewis was helplessly amused.
As soon as he got in the car, he received a call from the company and his face imdiately darkened. He drove straight to the office.
…
At the Lewis Family’s old house, Vivia Fuller arrived early in the morning to help Alitzel Williams prepare for the elder’s birthday celebration.
Alitzel Williams was very annoyed – this person was like a persistent plaster that couldn’t be shaken off.
She didn’t know if Vivia was genuinely kind-hearted or if she had so other ulterior motive.
Vivia Fuller helped Alitzel Williams organize invitations, occasionally glancing upstairs, pursed her lips, and asked nonchalantly, “It’s nine o’clock, Aunt, why haven’t I seen Brother Waylon and Miss Williams?”
Alitzel Williams gave a cold snort, “Hope Williams was driven out by your alliance, wasn’t she? How could she still be here?”
Vivia Fuller paused, her expression unnatural, but imdiately replaced by difficulty and grievance.
She didn’t speak, just bit her lip, the aggrieved look seemingly saying everything.
Alitzel Williams had seen many won and never bought into such acts.
“And Brother Waylon?” Vivia Fuller asked with pursed lips.
Alitzel Williams’s face darkened, she looked up at Vivia Fuller, furrowed her brows slightly, it seed she had been waiting here.
“With his wife not here, Waylon naturally stays outside with her. Could it be you expect him to break away from his wife because of so insignificant troublemakers?” Alitzel Williams spoke sharply and handed the sorted invitations to a servant with a glance.
Vivia Fuller bit her lower lip tightly.
She wasn’t stupid; the insignificant troublemaker Alitzel Williams spoke of was her.
Her face paled as she stood there, completely at a loss for words.
The living room grew quiet for a mont.
It was as if only the sound of Vivia Fuller grinding her teeth could be heard.
Christopher Lewis, coming downstairs, coincidentally heard Alitzel Williams’ rebuke and his face darkened, “It’s early in the morning, where is all this temper coming from? Vivia is kindly helping you. Can’t you speak nicely? Calling people troublemakers, how unpleasant to hear.”
Alitzel Williams frowned imdiately, “What are you in a hurry for? Did I na her a troublemaker? If she wants to take offense, what can I do?”
“…” Christopher Lewis pursed his lips, his brow wrinkling with frustration.
Vivia Fuller forced a stiff smile, “Uncle, Aunt, my apologies, don’t argue over …”
“Argue over you? Miss Fuller, how significant do you think you are?” Alitzel Williams glanced at her coldly.
Vivia Fuller’s hands, hanging at her sides, clenched tightly, as humiliation and hatred relentlessly assaulted her sanity.
But in the end, she took a few deep breaths and held herself back.
“Uncle, Aunt… I won’t disturb you any longer. I’ll be leaving.” Vivia Fuller said goodbye and left with a pale, embarrassed face.
“Look at how you talk, did she provoke you?” Christopher Lewis frowned deeply, looking at her helplessly, “After all, the Fuller Family will be the future family head, we’ve had decades of partnership. You should at least give her so respect.”
“Respect is earned by oneself. Even if I gave it to her, with her behavior and style, she wouldn’t take it.”
Give face but she doesn’t want the face.
Vivia Fuller stord out of the Lewis family ho, slamming the car door with such force that the driver in front trembled.
“Sluts, each and every one of them.” She tried to ingratiate herself, and yet Alitzel Williams fiercely defended Hope Williams, sharp with every word against her.
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