Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Hope Williams Has an Accident
Joy Ward’s lips quivered, and she clenched her teeth tightly, forcing herself to maintain her composure with a cold snort, “There’s nothing wrong with this dication, why should I be scared?”
Upon hearing that, Hope Williams’ expression, filled with sarcasm, chilled even further, “The dication might not be harmful to ordinary heart patients, Joy Ward, but you know very well if it damages Grandpa Lewis’s body.”
Joy’s face turned pale, “I…”
Hope pulled out the dication component list.
Panicked, Joy’s gaze darted around evasively.
“So, you can’t even bear to look at it yourself?”
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Hope’s eyes were devoid of warmth, and a slow, cold smile ford on her lips, “Grandpa Lewis’s body is frail and can only handle gentle nourishnt, yet you filled him with such a high dosage of dication. It’s like a balloon—it needs air, but it cannot withstand an overload. Once exceeded, explosion is the only outco.”
“Joy Ward, don’t you pride yourself on your superior dical skills? Surely, you are aware of this basic fact. I don’t believe you weren’t. What are you trying to do, kill Grandpa Lewis?”
In an instant, Joy’s face turned ashen; she indeed wished for the death of the old man who had always opposed her marriage to Waylon Lewis.
Yet she dared only think about it inwardly. Increasing the dosage was ant to show a rapid improvent in the old man’s condition, thereby proving her competence and earning everyone’s gratitude, turning her into a benefactor of the Lewis family, ensuring that Waylon would marry her.
She hadn’t anticipated that the old man’s body was so frail, deteriorating faster than she had imagined.
Now that Hope had exposed her, it dawned on Joy that all her actions were indeed intended to hasten the old man’s demise.
All her ugly motives laid bare, engulfing her in fear and anger.
Waylon always revered his grandfather highly. If he were to hear of this, not only would marrying him beco impossible, she might not even know how she might die.
Suppressing the fury and fear in her chest, hands trembling with force, Joy glared at Hope, teeth gritted, “You’re talking nonsense, I didn’t do anything, and you won’t slander .”
“You know very well whether I am talking nonsense. You can’t escape bla for this affair. Any doctor would confirm—there is no way you can explain this away.”
“No, Hope Williams, you can’t,” Joy replied frantically, blocking Hope’s path.
“Move aside.” Coldness surged in Hope’s eyes.
“Hope Williams, you won’t expose . Everyone knows I’ve been diligently treating the old man. Who would believe your words? Even if you have that report, how can one not presu you forged it to slander ? Give it up, Hope, no one will believe you.”
Joy lifted her chin, stubbornly holding Hope’s gaze, trying futilely to intimidate her with her stance.
Her actions seed utterly ludicrous to Hope.
Hope’s initially indifferent expression gradually darkened.
“Unrepentant.”
“Hope Williams!”
Joy bit down hard, grasping Hope’s arm with a desperate gasp, as if making an extrely difficult decision, she forced the words through clenched teeth, “I’m begging you… Na your price, I can pay, but you must keep this matter to yourself, I swear I won’t use that dication on Grandpa Lewis ever again… you… be assured, I an it, as long as you don’t disclose it… give that dication list…”
Hope forcefully broke free from Joy’s grasp, her expression still icy and unmoved.
Had she not discovered it in ti, and had Grandpa Lewis continued with that dication, the consequences would have been dire. Yet, to this mont, Joy still failed to recognize her error and was still trying to use money to silence her.
A chill crept into Hope’s heart—such unfitting behavior for a doctor.
How dare she.
“Hope Williams, you better not expose …”
“Get lost!” Hope commanded coldly, no desire to converse further, heading upstairs.
Seeing that Hope remained firm, Joy’s frustration turned to rage, and her eyes glead nacingly.
“Hope Williams, you can’t leave…”
She grabbed at Hope’s arm, yanking her back fiercely. Hope, caught off guard while climbing the stairs, stumbled backwards unexpectedly.
Before Hope could react, her head struck sharply against the railing, and almost instantly, she felt a warm flow down her neck.
Hope’s eyes trembled, pain in her head bringing on dizziness and a sense of weakness…
“I… Hope Williams… you!”
Joy was shocked and rooted to the spot, eyes wide as she watched Hope, panicking as she looked around.
Lifting her head, she saw a surveillance cara aid right at them.
Breathing hurriedly, her heart pounding furiously, she forced herself to calm down.
No one saw, right, as long as she destroyed the surveillance footage, it would seem Hope just fell, not her fault, yes, she fell on her own.
With venomous eyes fixed on Hope, Joy spat bitterly, “Hope Williams, it’s your own fault. Don’t bla . If you hadn’t co back, Waylon wouldn’t have refused to marry —it’s all your fault, you deserve to die.”
Joy knelt down, picking up the dication list and crumpled it into a ball, hiding it in her bag before rushing to the security room to destroy all the surveillance footage.
Having done this, she hurriedly left the Lewis family mansion.
Just then, a car entered the estate and parked securely at the gate.
Terrified, Joy hid behind a wall, only to see Waylon Lewis’s tall figure stepping out of the car.
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