She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor Chapter 437 - 437 437 The Williams Family Comes to Visit

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The bodyguard nodded.

“Did they say what it’s about?” Hope Williams asked suspiciously.

“He didn’t say.”

Hope frowned, “Please, let him in.”

Aria Richardson stood up, “Since you’re busy today, Hope, I’ll take my leave, and we can get together another ti.”

Hope nodded apologetically, “Okay.”

The bodyguard led a man in a suit and leather shoes into the room; he was wearing gold-rimd glasses, his handso face showed a faint smile, and his narrow eyes underneath those glasses looked straight at Hope.

Hope recognized this man; he ca with that blonde-haired man, “It’s you.”

“Hope, eting again,” the man’s handso face wore a light smile, “We have t twice but have never properly introduced myself. My surna is Williams, and my na is Ted Williams. By clan seniority, you should call cousin once removed.”

Hope’s hand that rested causally on the armrest suddenly clenched, her eyes narrowed slightly with disbelief.

Wyatt was also montarily stunned.

Didn’t Hope’s mother’s side have no more relatives left? How co there’s suddenly a cousin?

Noticing Hope’s surprise, Ted smiled faintly, “Won’t you invite to sit?”

Hope’s brows tightened imperceptibly, but she still raised her hand politely, “Please take a seat.”

Ted nodded slightly and sat down on the nearby sofa, then continued, “We have not t before, and my appearance may be rather abrupt, including the incident where Harry collided with your car and startled you. Right, and Harry should call you cousin…”

Hope raised her hand, stopping him from continuing, “Mr. Williams, your sudden appearance before as such is indeed abrupt, and I do not know whether what you say is true or false.”

“Of course, it’s true. I understand if this might be hard for you to accept, but the old man often ntions you.”

“Besides this, do you have any other business?” Hope looked up, her voice neither cold nor warm.

Ted paused for two seconds, as the gaze Hope cast on him was full of distance and guard.

Ted pursed his lips, “Little Hope, the old man, your maternal grandfather, wants to see you.”

Hope’s expression grew even colder, “Mr. Williams, I do not have a grandfather. My mother severed ties with the Williams family over a decade ago, and we have had no contact for all these years. I do not understand why you have suddenly appeared, telling you’re my cousin, telling my grandfather wants to see , but so many years have passed, and I think it’s no longer necessary. Mr. Williams, please leave, show the guest out.”

After saying this, Hope got up to go upstairs, her eyes full of icy resolution.

“Little Hope.”

Ted took a few steps forward but was stopped by Wyatt Lewis, who extended his hand and looked at him sternly.

“No matter who you are, you should be able to understand human speech. My sister-in-law said she has no ties with you. Please do not disturb her again. This is the Lewis family ho, please leave.”

Ted’s eyebrows knitted tightly, displeased to see Hope so resolute.

He retracted his gaze and sized up Wyatt, standing upright with an icy stare eting Wyatt’s gaze.

“Young Master Lewis, I have long heard of your reputation.”

Wyatt only responded to him with a cold sneer, raising his hand to signal him to leave.

Knowing today’s attempt was futile, Ted left reluctantly.

After Ted departed, Wyatt thought for a mont and then called Waylon Lewis.

Today’s visitor was strange, and Wyatt could sense that Hope wasn’t feeling right after seeing him; it was best to quickly inform his brother.

Upon learning the situation, Waylon’s expression turned stormy, he clenched his phone, and abruptly stood up from his chair, quickening his pace out of the office.

The company was a twenty to thirty-minute drive from the residence, but Wyatt had just paced a few tis in the living room when he saw the tall figure of Waylon stride in.

“Holy shit, bro, did you fly back?” Wyatt looked at Waylon in disbelief.

“Where is she?” Waylon’s face was stern.

“She’s upstairs.”

Wyatt shivered and pointed upstairs.

Waylon took the stairs two at a ti, rushing up. At that mont, Hope stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, her arms crossed, looking out. Waylon saw her slender silhouette, felt a twinge in his heart, and quickly approached from behind to embrace her.

Hope felt a warm, familiar chest press against her, and her cool deanor shifted.

Hope pursed her lips and asked, “Do you know everything?”

Rembering details she had previously overlooked, she thought Waylon must have been investigating them since their first appearance.

So Waylon had long known their identities.

Waylon held her tightly, panic flickering in his dark eyes for a mont, his deep voice confird, “Yeah.”

“Why didn’t you tell ?”