She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 235 - Descending into Hell with Her Identity

Chapter 235: Chapter 235: Descending into Hell with Her Identity

Chapter 235 -235: Descending into Hell with Her Identity

Hope Williams nodded somberly, a glint of cold light flashing in her eyes, “Didn’t Miss Fuller just say she didn’t know what happened? How could she have informed my mother-in-law ten minutes ago? Could it be that Miss Fuller is clairvoyant?”

At this time, everyone looked at Vivia Fuller with deep meaning in their eyes.

Alitzel Williams also sensed something was amiss, furrowed her brows, and asked in a stern voice, “Vivia, what exactly is going on?”

“They claimed they were just passing by to see what the commotion was about, but I think they’re in cahoots with this ‘Cynthia.’ They must have known that Cynthia was going to frame Doctor Williams for plagiarism and get caught. They just didn’t expect that this ‘Cynthia’ would be incompetent and get caught for her own false accusations. This was clearly a deliberate conspiracy against Doctor Williams.”

“I think so too. The more this unfolds, the more complicated it seems. They must hold a grudge against Doctor Williams and are seizing this opportunity to slander her—truly intriguing.”

Alitzel Williams’s face was cold, her piercing gaze angrily fixed on Vivia Fuller, “Vivia, you need to explain this to me.”

Vivia Fuller’s mouth opened, then she quickly grabbed Alitzel Williams’s hand, speaking wearily and with a tinge of melancholy, “Aunt, listen to my explanation. I really don’t know what’s going on. I just heard about Miss Williams’s alleged plagiarism and immediately called you in a panic.”

“But the tone of your call was so assertive, so certain, as if you knew beforehand,” Alitzel Williams said as she shook off Vivia Fuller’s hand, already understanding what was happening in her heart.

“I… Aunt, I really didn’t have any ill intentions. I was just too anxious at the time,” Vivia Fuller desperately tried to justify herself.

Alitzel Williams could barely contain her anger, “So who plagiarized whom in the end?”

“It was this ‘Cynthia’ who plagiarized Doctor Williams’s work,” announced Director Woods, stepping forward with an authoritative voice. “I think it’s quite clear what transpired today. The lady who claims to be ‘Cynthia’ has plagiarized Doctor Williams’s thesis and surgical plan.

Doctor Williams’s thesis and surgical plan have been discussed by our hospital’s doctors, unanimously deemed flawless and perfect. So with regards to Old Master Lewis’s surgery, does anyone still have any objections to Doctor Williams leading it?”

“No objections here. We’ve all seen Doctor Williams’s capabilities, and no one is better suited to head this surgery.”

“I agree, Doctor Williams is truly amazing.”

Vivia Fuller clenched her fists tightly, never expecting that after all her scheming, she ended up paving the way for Hope Williams to gain acclaim.

Damnable.

Absolutely damnable.

She could not accept this. How could she possibly accept this?

“There’s one more thing. Everyone has doubts concerning this ‘Cynthia’s’ identity. The hospital will investigate this matter thoroughly and will provide everyone with an explanation. If she is indeed an imposter, we will deal with her severely,” said Director Woods, his face stern, his voice carrying significant weight.

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“In that case, I think it’s necessary to have another election for the department head,” someone suggested.

“After this incident, it’s clear to all who truly has the ability. I’m voting for Doctor Williams.”

“Me too. Even if this doctor turns out to be the real ‘Cynthia,’ she’s still not fit for the position of department head, given her unethical behavior.”

“I have the same thought,” Director Woods said, glancing at Hope Williams.

Hope Williams stood there quietly, neither arrogant nor impatient, her gaze as still as water, without a ripple, as if everything was within her expectations.

Alitzel Williams glared venomously at Vivia Fuller and Ellie Field, raging, “She’s not Cynthia?”

“Aunt, there’s no evidence yet. We can’t wrongly accuse anyone. Since Doctor Cynthia has fainted, let’s investigate the matter before discussing it further.”

No matter what, they couldn’t take down Hope Williams today. It was best to leave now. Vivia Fuller did not want to stay a moment longer.

“But you recommended her. Didn’t you verify her identity?”

“Aunt, she indeed proved to us that she was Cynthia,” Vivia Fuller said nervously, looking at Alitzel Williams, afraid of being implicated, her face a picture of innocence.

“The most important thing right now is that the woman has fainted. Let’s focus on saving her first,” Vivia Fuller attempted to divert everyone’s attention away from the incident.

Alitzel Williams took a few deep breaths, her irritation rising as she gazed at the woman who had fainted on the ground.

Seeing that Alitzel Williams said nothing more, Vivia Fuller breathed a sigh of relief and turned to the nearby doctors, “What are you waiting for? Doctor Cynthia has fainted; shouldn’t you be treating her right away?”

Several doctors moved forward, visibly affected.

“Wait.”

Hope Williams raised her hand to stop the approaching doctors, as Vivia Fuller’s gloomy eyes narrowed, warily staring at Hope.

Hope looked disdainfully at the person on the ground, her voice cold, “Since she likes lying down so much, let her stay there. This weather won’t freeze her to death.”

There wasn’t a hint of warmth on Hope’s indifferent face.

Vivia literally gritted her teeth, “Miss Williams, Dr. Cynthia has fainted in alarm, why are you still babbling on?”

Hope slightly curled her lip coldly, “If a ‘fainted’ person isn’t in a hurry, what are you anxious about? Huh?”

“She’s fainted, how can she be in a hurry?” Vivia was frantically anxious inside.

Hope’s gaze swept over the person on the ground, with a hint of mockery, “You tell me?”

Hope straightened the documents in her hand. If she liked lying down, then lie there. Hope was curious to see how long she could “faint.”

Ellie Field lying on the ground was more than just cold on her back; she was trembling with anger.

This damn bitch was doing it on purpose.

Alitzel Williams glanced casually at Ellie Field, but then her gaze darkened, and her brows furrowed.

Ellie Field’s hand clenched tightly, shaking uncontrollably!

Alitzel immediately realized what was happening, her face grew stern, and she rolled her eyes, kicking Ellie Field’s sprawled body further away with her foot, filled with disgust.

What kinds of people were these?

Vivia also noticed Ellie Field’s abnormality, her expression turning extremely ugly. This useless person didn’t even know how to feign death convincingly.

“My God, I’m truly having my eyes opened today.”

“Exactly, me too. I’ve never seen someone act so much, she was just confronting Dr. Williams with such bravado, and now she’s pretending to faint after losing.”

“Alright, Dr. Cynthia, stop pretending, we aren’t blind.”

Everyone was at a loss for words to describe their speechlessness at this moment.

Ellie Field kept her eyes tightly closed, but she could still feel the mocking stares all around her.

Now she lay on the ground, and not a single person came to her aid, looking like nothing more than a clown.

Ellie Field’s heart twisted with bitter rage, her fingers scraping the ground, she opened her eyes and climbed up, pointing at Hope and cursing with a snarl, “Why must you make trouble for me? What have I done wrong that you won’t let me go?”

Hope’s gaze was icy and sharp as she stared at the raging woman in front of her, “Don’t you know what you’ve done?”

Ellie Field clenched her fists, furiously approaching Hope and lowering her voice provocatively, “I stole your identity, yes! I took your things, yes! But! What can you do to me? Do you have evidence? No! Hope Williams, you have no proof, so this identity will always be mine.

What good does it do you to ruin me? If you destroy my reputation, you’re destroying your own identity. Consider that, dear ‘sister.'”

Ellie Field’s lips curled up, emitting a sinister cold laugh.

This identity was hers, if Hope ruined her, it was as if she was ruining her own reputation.

If she was going down, she wasn’t going to have an easy time of it!

She would die, but she would drag her identity down to hell with her.