She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 661: A Chance Encounter

When he lunged at her, the man instantly felt something pierce his chest, and a sharp, prickling pain spread out, "Ugh." He groaned.

His entire body froze, his eyes widening in terror as he stared at Hope Williams’s fierce face.

Seeing that there was no movement for a while.

The people on the sidelines burst into laughter.

"Hey, why aren’t you moving, are you incapable or what..."

"Hahaha, if you can’t, just switch to someone else, it’s embarrassing."

Hope Williams gritted her teeth, pulled out the knife, and shoved the man away.

The man’s body stiffened and rolled to the ground, his chest still bleeding profusely.

A strong scent of blood instantly filled the air.

The laughter abruptly stopped.

Asher Ross’s face changed, and he suddenly stood up from the sofa, looking at the fallen man and the bloody knife in Hope Williams’s hand.

"Hope Williams, how dare you..."

"Bang."

"Ah!"

Asher Ross’s words were cut short as he instinctively clutched his groin in pain, curling up on the ground with a series of piercing screams.

Hope Williams coldly held up the black handgun in her hand, glaring down at Asher Ross, who was writhing in pain, "Who told you women are easy to bully?"

"Damn..." Another subordinate immediately reached for his gun, but how could his speed match up to Hope Williams, who already held a gun?

"Bang."

"Ah!" The man clutched his shoulder, stumbling back a few steps, his whole body trembling in pain.

The few people in the room widened their eyes involuntarily at this scene. Hope Williams’s gaze swept over the young men who had been jeering the most, and she casually asked, "Do you all want to continue?"

"Boom!"

The door of the private room was kicked open.

Anthony Taylor and Daniel Johnson rushed in, taking in the scene inside the room.

Anthony Taylor paused for a full five seconds, pulling a grin, "Is this what you meant when you said she was going to die?"

Daniel Johnson looked around the room, seeing one person writhing, another lifeless, another clutching his shoulder in agony, a group trembling, and Hope Williams resembling a goddess of death. He was stunned.

It was nothing like what they had imagined.

Hope Williams threw the gun she had snatched from the man onto the sofa and bent down to wipe the blood from her hands with a few sheets of paper.

Anthony Taylor glanced at Asher Ross, thinking that judging by Asher’s condition, he probably had no hope for a fulfilling future.

"You’re quite wild!" Anthony Taylor chuckled.

This woman truly impressed him. He was afraid that if he had been a few steps later, this woman would have died at Asher Ross’s hands, but he had underestimated her.

"Thanks for the compliment, dealing with his kind, cutting off his descendants is the most effective."

Anthony Taylor shot a cold glance at Asher Ross, "Makes sense."

Asher Ross was still howling in pain on the ground, sounding as if life could not be any worse.

Daniel Johnson shivered and instinctively clutched himself below, this woman was too terrifying.

"Hope Williams, you bitch... Just wait for me... Ah... Just wait..." Asher Ross screamed, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Hope Williams.

Hope Williams stood motionless, "I’ll wait."

"Brother Taylor, help me, help me deal with this woman, help me..."

Asher Ross still wasn’t giving up, seeking help from Anthony Taylor. Anthony Taylor let out a cold laugh, beckoning to his bodyguard, "Throw him out, he’s an eyesore."

"Brother Taylor... You’re going to throw me out for this woman?"

"What else? Taking advantage of my absence, messing around with my household, and even wanting to kill my steward, who the hell gave you the courage? You’re tired of living, and who can you blame?"

"No, Brother Taylor, Brother Taylor..."

Anthony Taylor waved his hand, unwilling to hear more.

"Wait, send him to the hospital."

Anthony Taylor raised an eyebrow, "So kind?"

"He still owes me billions, let him pay up and then die."

Anthony Taylor curled his lips into a smile, okay, he took back what he just said.

The bodyguard immediately dragged Asher Ross out.

"Alright, Miss Williams, come back with me." Anthony Taylor said, looking at Hope Williams.

"Hmm, I have something to discuss with you."

The two of them walked out.

Anthony Taylor chuckled, "I heard you saved my grandmother, are you going to use this to negotiate with me?"

"Is it enough?"

Anthony Taylor halted his steps, turned to look at Hope Williams, "Hmm, it’s enough, we’ll discuss it back home."

"Hmm."

The two of them descended the stairs, just hearing a series of thumping sounds upon reaching the bottom.

It sounded like a fight had broken out.

Hope Williams glanced up, spotting a crowd gathered in the corner, chaos ensued.

"What’s happening over there?" Hope Williams paused her steps.

Anthony Taylor slightly lifted his chin to signal his bodyguard to check it out. Soon, the bodyguard wedged into the crowd, reported back in a low voice to Anthony Taylor, "Master Taylor, someone over there drank too much and brought up Miss Williams’s ’drowning death’ incident, apparently made a vulgar comment, and Master Cloud heard it, and beat that person up."

Anthony Taylor raised an eyebrow, Liam Cloud?

Huh.

What a coincidence.

Anthony Taylor glanced at Hope Williams.

"What?"

Anthony Taylor’s gaze flickered, responding to Hope Williams, "Nothing, just a couple of drunks fighting, let’s go."

Hope Williams wasn’t interested in fights, she asked casually and wouldn’t join the chaos.

Hope Williams was just about to take a step to leave.

"Who told you she died! Who told you that! Who!"

A familiar voice broke through the crowd into Hope Williams’s ear.

Hope Williams paused her step, turned around.

"Turning back every three steps, unwilling to leave?" Anthony Taylor teased with a smile.

"I think I heard a familiar voice."

Anthony Taylor remained emotionless, "It’s so noisy, so many voices, you must have heard wrong."

Hope Williams was about to go over and check.

Anthony Taylor grabbed Hope Williams’s arm, "Hey, the fight’s quite fierce over there, and with so many people, you’re bound to get bumped and bruised if you go any closer. Aren’t you afraid of hurting the baby in your belly?"

Hope Williams’s face indeed changed.

Anthony Taylor knew his words would work on Hope Williams.

"Let’s go, didn’t you want to talk? If you don’t leave now, there’ll be no talk."

Anthony Taylor strolled forward casually.

Following behind Anthony Taylor, Daniel Johnson reminded Hope Williams, "Miss Williams, hurry up."

Hope Williams pursed her lips and had to leave.

Meanwhile, Liam Cloud was gripping a chair with both hands, furiously smashing it onto that man, no one dared to intervene beside him.

He had drunk quite a lot, the floor littered with bottles he had consumed, he seemed to be venting something, like a frenzied beast, eager to tear the person apart.

The manager charged in hastily with the security, instantly recognizing Liam Cloud, the manager’s face changed, even afraid to intervene now.

Yet Liam Cloud was smashing everything in sight, almost wrecking the whole place, she couldn’t explain it and had to muster the courage to step forward, "Master Cloud, please calm down, calm down I..."

Liam Cloud at this moment was exuding a murderous aura, with flames burning in his eyes, intent on destroying everything here.

The manager felt her legs weaken under his cold gaze, shivering all over.

"M-Master Cloud..."

Liam Cloud frowned slightly, his gaze fixed on the manager, swiftly stepping forward, staring at the white diamond necklace around the manager’s neck, his eyes narrowed, "Where did this necklace come from?"

This necklace was one he often saw Hope Williams wearing, so it left a deep impression.

The manager froze, stammering, "This... This is mine..."

"Bullshit, a necklace worth millions is yours? Say! Where did it come from?"

The waitress next to them immediately stepped forward, "Master Cloud, this necklace is from room 808 VIP, a woman named Hope... Hope..."

Liam Cloud’s eyes trembled, his voice quivering as he asked the name, "Hope Williams?"

"Yes! Hope Williams! She asked me to have the boss contact you. At that time, she was surrounded by several men in the room, seemingly in danger and sought my help, but my position wasn’t enough to reach the boss, so I went to the manager, but the manager didn’t allow me to contact the boss, and kept this necklace for herself."

"That’s not it, that’s not it, I didn’t know that lady was really your friend, nor did I know this necklace was worth millions, I-I-I... I’m just a worker, afraid to offend, please spare me, Master Cloud..."

Liam Cloud didn’t listen to her finish, he ripped the necklace from her neck and dashed towards room 808 upstairs.

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