Chapter 791: Chapter 791: Lily Armstrong Gets Her Just Deserts and Is Mocked
Thinking of when Willow was injured, she felt a pain like her heart was being carved out.
Hope sniffed, bit the inside of her cheek, and forced back her tears.
This wasn’t over yet; she couldn’t indulge in sadness now, there were still matters to handle.
Waylon Lewis, having listened to Thomas Hughes’ report, walked over to Hope Williams, brushed aside her soft bangs, and looked at her red eyes with an overwhelming sense of heartache.
“Shall we go home first?”
Hope looked up at him, “I still have things to do.”
“Someone else will take care of what you need to do; you need to go home now, Old Ortiz is still waiting for you.”
Waylon lifted his phone, showing the time to Hope.
It was already very late.
Hope had waited stubbornly for Aria Richardson to come out, holding her ground for over six hours unwilling to leave.
Waylon knew she was sad and worried, so he let her be.
But now, Waylon couldn’t let her be; he sympathized with Aria but was more concerned and heartbroken over Hope.
Hope’s expression changed upon hearing this; Old Ortiz had also warned her not to miss a day of treatment.
Waylon continued, “Don’t worry, Wyatt handled this matter well; he can take care of what’s next.”
Hope’s expression was complex, no longer as tough as it had been.
“Okay.”
“Let’s go.”
Waylon took Hope into the car, fastened her seatbelt, and went to the driver’s seat, driving away.
Hope leaned against the seat, feeling a poignant ache; too many things had happened recently, leaving the heart exhausted.
Especially the scene of Aria jumping, which replayed again and again in her mind.
Hope tightly shut her eyes, as the sound of new messages popping up on her phone pierced through.
Hope took out her phone, glanced down, and opened a webpage.
The reporters were incredibly fast; today’s incident was already organized and posted on major websites.
The footage of Aria jumping, including the original video on the flash drive.
These reporters still had professional ethics; the inappropriate parts in the original video had been completely cut out, preserving Aria’s privacy.
The whole sequence of events was clearly detailed and published.
Following the jump footage and original video was Alexander Knox admitting his mistakes in an interview.
Everything was revealed.
The comment section below was full of curses; Alexander Knox, Natalie Rogers, and Lily Armstrong’s actions undoubtedly sparked public outrage.
Many voices expressed sympathy for Aria’s ordeal, extending sincere apologies and earnest prayers, hoping Aria could get through this.
Hope closed her phone and gazed out the window, pondering Aria’s last question, ‘If I die, will those who hurt me feel guilty?’
Hope didn’t know whether they would feel guilty, but if Aria could wake up, she would tell her that those who hurt you would get what they deserve.
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Returning home, Luke and Willow ran tear-stained to Hope, desperately asking, “Where is godmother? They all said something happened to godmother, and we will never see her again, right?”
Hope’s heart was wrenched again, the sorrow she had suppressed surged back, and her nose tingled.
She squatted down and comforted the sobbing little ones, “No, who told you such nonsense? Godmother is fine… she’s fine…”
Hope sniffed, her voice choking, “She will be fine… She promised to take you to the amusement park, didn’t she? She won’t break her word; she’ll be okay, be good now and stop crying.”
Luke and Willow had seen the news; no matter what was said, the tears couldn’t be stopped.
Hope turned her head, covering her mouth as she cried.
The servant holding Baby seemed to have a telepathic connection, and Baby started to cry loudly too.
All four children were crying; Waylon stood beside them, momentarily unsure who to comfort.
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At night, Lily Armstrong and Natalie Rogers were abandoned at their respective doorsteps.
Lily’s whole body was in pain, especially her throat, coughing violently; she felt like her throat was going to rot away.
Lily had no strength to stand, shivering as the cold wind blew against her damp body.
The instinct to survive made her crawl inside continuously, hoarsely calling out, “Someone… help… help…”
She felt she was dying, truly dying.
At that moment, a sound of a car approaching came from behind, soon the bright headlights shone on her, followed by a rapid screech of brakes.
Inside the car, Emilia Woods and Rose Armstrong were jolted forward by the braking, startled and silently glanced at the driver, “Do you know how to drive?”
The driver looked at the figure crawling in front, nervously swallowing, “Madam, Miss, there’s someone ahead.”
Emilia frowned, “What is it? Go take a look.”
Lily was so scared by the sudden stop she felt her heart contract violently, nearly thinking she’d be flattened.
The driver looked at the disheveled, soaked figure ahead, cautiously approached.
This thing lying in the middle of the road at night, unknowingly could be mistaken for a ghost crawling out of somewhere.
The driver approached for a closer look, and Lily instinctively raised her hand for help upon seeing him.
The driver, a new hire of Emilia Woods and Rose Armstrong, didn’t recognize Lily; he turned back to tell them it was a person.
Emilia and Rose got out of the car, startled at the sight of the figure on the ground, and bent down to carefully examine.
Emilia raised an eyebrow, “Lily Armstrong?”
Rose also recognized Lily, uncertain how Lily could have changed from her usual arrogant self to this state. After confirming twice, she covered her mouth and chuckled, “Is it really you, sister?”
The two originally meant to collect their belongings upon seeing online happenings, also wanted to witness Lily’s current miserable state.
Unexpectedly, before the car even entered, they were presented with such a grand surprise.
The mother-daughter duo couldn’t feel more satisfied.
Seeing Emilia and Rose, Lily’s expression turned hideous and terrifying, filled with hatred as if wishing to kill them.
It was them, those two traitorous bitches.
They had ruined her plan.
If it weren’t for them, she wouldn’t be in this condition now.
Such hatred, she felt an intense hatred.
Lily lunged forward with all her might, but was too slow, easily avoided by the two.
Lily fell headlong into the mud.
Emilia and Rose’s smiles grew wider.
Emilia crossed her arms, adopting the same disdainful victorious glare Lily used on them.
“Oh dear, Miss Armstrong, how did you end up like this? You look terrible.”
“Mom, remember, she overrated herself thinking she could challenge the Lewis Family, but ended up wrecking herself.”
The two exchanged smiles, faces full of delight.
Lily gritted her teeth, gripping the stones on the ground tightly, “It’s your fault, you handed the video to the Lewis Family, I want to kill you both, bitches, bitches.”
Lily roared powerlessly.
Emilia looked at her left with only the ability to roar, her lips curved, “We didn’t do anything, don’t wrong us.”
Rose linked arms with Emilia’s, disgusted, and backed away a step, “Mom, let’s stay away from sister, she might bite.”
Emilia laughed, “She’s not a dog; how would she bite?”
Rose pouted, “The way she is now looks a lot like a dog, doesn’t it?”
Both couldn’t help but laugh.
Lily’s gaze was like piercing daggers, but no matter how agitated she was, now she was powerless.
At this moment, James Armstrong’s car pulled up, blocked at the door, he angrily got out, only to find Lily sprawled pathetically on the ground.
And Emilia and Rose were standing aside.
If it had been before, with James present, Emilia would certainly pretend to show concern and help Lily up.
But now she remained motionless; whoever wants to continue acting, let them, she’s done pretending.
Lily saw James like seeing a lifeline, quivering as she raised her hand, “Dad, help… save me…”