She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 458 President Lewis Cherishes Mrs. Lewis the Most

Chapter 458: Chapter 458 President Lewis Cherishes Mrs. Lewis the Most

"Does Brother Waylon always cling to Aunt Williams like this? It doesn’t feel like Waylon at all. He used to be so cold and terrifying, seeing him scared me."

Zoey Sanders cocked her head, her bright eyes twinkling with mirth.

"Terrifying?" Hope Williams was quite curious about the young girl’s description of Waylon Lewis.

"Yeah, yeah, especially when Brother Waylon is all stern and silent, that’s when he’s the scariest, really frightening."

Hope Williams chuckled, "I agree with that."

Indeed, when Waylon Lewis had a cold expression, it made people’s legs shake.

"Aunt Williams, does Waylon ever be mean to you?"

Hope Williams curled her lips slightly, a faint smile in her eyes, "No, he’s quite gentle."

"Just as I thought, good men reserve their gentleness for their wives."

Hope Williams and Zoey Sanders chatted all the way, the young girl was very lively, as if there were endless topics to discuss.

Upon arriving at the Sanders Family’s place, Zoey Sanders linked arms with Hope Williams, bouncing into the living room.

Father Sanders and Matriarch Sanders were sitting on the living room sofa, with Father Sanders looking somewhat grim.

"Mom, Dad." The cheerful Zoey bounced over to her parents, taking Matriarch Sanders’ arm and said, "Quick, let me introduce you, this is Brother Waylon’s wife, Hope Williams."

Hope Williams greeted politely, "Hello, Uncle and Auntie."

Matriarch Sanders stood up, squeezing out a smile, "Please have a seat, Miss Williams. Don’t be shy. Zoey, pour Miss Williams some tea."

"Sure."

Father Sanders forced a smile and stood up, glaring at Joseph Sanders, "You, come with me."

Joseph found himself the recipient of a cold look, confused, "What’s the matter, Dad?"

"Must be you causing trouble again outside," Zoey Sanders hummed at Joseph.

Matriarch Sanders’ face darkened slightly, "Your dad wants to talk about something important, go on."

Joseph casually strolled over with his hands in his pockets.

"Mom, what’s going on? Why do you all seem unhappy? Is the atmosphere kind of weird? Are we going bankrupt?" Zoey cocked her head, her innocent eyes fixed on Matriarch Sanders.

The matriarch stuffed a strawberry into Zoey’s mouth, "Just be quiet."

Hope’s gaze dropped. It wasn’t just Zoey who noticed the odd atmosphere; she felt it too.

Father Sanders pulled Joseph aside, lowering his voice, "Do you know who the person you brought back is?"

Joseph leaned against the wall, hands in pockets, oddly looking at Father Sanders, "Of course, Waylon’s wife, my sister-in-law."

"Do you know she’s from the Williams Family? You snatched someone from the Williams Family, and now Old Master Williams has warned us and even voided the cooperation with our family."

Father Sanders was frantically clapping one hand with the other.

"Then let it be voided. We’re not short of that little bit, and I can’t help but lend a hand to Brother Waylon."

"You nincompoop, all you know is to squander your life away. Do you have any idea that most of our business relies on the Williams Family?"

Joseph, slightly annoyed, scratched his ear.

"Send this Hope Williams back to the Williams Family immediately. It’s none of our concern. The company’s business hasn’t been good these past few years; don’t you go causing trouble."

"No way," Joseph firmly disagreed.

"You..."

Just as Father Sanders was about to reprimand Joseph, the butler came in, "Sir, President King is here."

"President King?" Father Sanders squinted, as he had been in talks with President King about a project. However, other companies were in negotiation as well, and they didn’t have a shot compared to the situation.

President King’s sudden visit was unexpected.

Father Sanders straightened his clothes, glared at Joseph, "We’ll deal with this later."

Father Sanders greeted with a smile, "President King, what brings you here so unexpectedly? We are honored by your visit."

"President Sanders is too polite, too polite."

Father Sanders tugged at his lips, somewhat surprised. When had President King been so courteous?

Despite his surprise, with years of experience in the business world, he showed no signs of it on his face.

"May I ask the purpose of your visit, President King?"

"I’ll be brief. I’ve decided to still go through with the cooperation on the project we discussed before. Furthermore, I’ll offer a price two levels lower than the original offer from your company. We can sign the contract today, and perhaps, we can have a long-term partnership."

Father Sanders froze for a moment, and didn’t quite catch on, "President King, are you joking? Wasn’t this project partnering with another company?"

President King laughed heartily, instructing his assistant to bring over the prepared contract, "Do I look like I’m joking?"

Father Sanders was also a man with a brain; President King had suddenly changed his mind, and even dropped the price so low, wouldn’t he be making a loss?

President King was a shrewd man, it was unlikely for him to let himself suffer a loss for no reason.

"President King, is there something you need?"

President King smiled faintly, no longer beating around the bush with Father Sanders, directly stating, "Actually, there is one thing. Mrs. Lewis has come to City A, and the Sanders family has been extremely hospitable. President Lewis also couldn’t let the Sanders Clan suffer a loss, so he specifically sent me here."

Father Sanders’s eyes shifted, glancing toward the living room, "So this project is being favored by President Lewis?"

"Exactly that."

Father Sanders paused, finding it somewhat hard to believe, "Just for a woman?"

"President Sanders, you must understand that the person President Lewis treasures most is Mrs. Lewis."

Father Sanders quickly realized, and nodded fervently, "It seems that the rumors about President Lewis treating Mrs. Lewis like a treasure are indeed true."

Leaning nearby, Joseph Sanders’s expression darkened after listening and he stepped aside to call Waylon Lewis.

"Brother Waylon, you don’t have to do this. We’re brothers, it’s awkward if you make such distinctions."

"It’s necessary."

Waylon Lewis would of course not allow the Sanders family to suffer a loss after asking for their help.

"How is she doing now?"

"Rest assured, my dad is now practically worshipping Aunt Williams as the God of Wealth."

...

During the meal, Hope Williams was baffled by the enthusiasm of Father Sanders and Matriarch Sanders.

"Come, Little Hope, have this. Auntie made it especially for you."

"Little Hope, you should eat more of this dish, you’re looking too thin."

"Little Hope, would you like some soup? Auntie asked the chef to simmer it for a long time, it’s very nourishing."

"Little Hope, eat up, don’t be shy, just like you’re at your own home haha..."

Joseph Sanders and Zoey Sanders, watching the mountain of dishes piled up in Hope Williams’s bowl, couldn’t help but exchange whispers, "Did mom and dad take the wrong medicine?"

"They’re treating Aunt Williams like the God of Wealth."

"They’re planning to stuff Aunt Williams to death."

Hope Williams was really struggling with such overwhelming hospitality and looked at Joseph and Zoey Sanders siblings for help.

Zoey Sanders quickly said, "Mom, Dad, if you keep adding more, Aunt Williams will be overstuffed."

"Yeah, Auntie, I can’t eat so much, thank you, Uncle and Auntie." Hope Williams hurriedly added.

That’s when Father Sanders and Matriarch Sanders finally ceased, "Alright, then you eat a little bit more, Little Hope."

"Okay."

Hope Williams stared at the full bowl of food in front of her, feeling overwhelmed.

Thankfully, Zoey Sanders helped her share a lot of it.

After the meal, Hope Williams didn’t dare to stay longer and left quickly.

Matriarch Sanders was still holding onto Hope Williams’s hand, reluctant to let go, "Little Hope, come to visit when you have time, in a few days Auntie will take you around City A."

"Alright."

"Your aunt and uncle have also heard about your situation with the Williams family from Joseph, is there anything you need help with? Why don’t you stay with us at the Sanders family tonight, so we can take better care of you."

Hope Williams felt a slight touch of emotion in her heart, "No need, Auntie, I’m already moved that you’re willing to help. I can’t trouble you further."

"It’s no trouble at all, if there’s anything you need, just say the word."

Hope Williams pursed her lips, "Thank you, Auntie."

But the matters with the Williams family, she feared, were probably not something that could be intervened by others.

At the Williams family, Elder Williams was fuming thunderously; he had already threatened the Sanders family like this, and yet they remained utterly unphased, even declaring that they had unilaterally canceled the cooperation, demanding compensation for breach of contract.

Silence reigned in the living room, with no one daring to speak. Elder Williams held absolute authority in the Williams family, and what he said was always beyond any challenge.

"Why is no one speaking? Isn’t it about time to think of a way to bring Hope Williams back?" Elder Williams bellowed.