Hope Williams took the USB drive thrown by Liam Cloud, puzzled, "What’s this?"
"The video you were looking for."
A glint of brightness passed over Hope Williams’ eyes. She immediately found a computer to plug in the USB drive. There were two videos inside. One showed Vivia Fuller about to jump off a building, and the other showed Vivia Fuller clinging to her in the hallway, and her helplessly pushing Vivia Fuller down. Both videos were unedited.
But these videos had clearly already been destroyed by Henry Fuller.
Hope Williams looked at Liam Cloud with surprise and delight, "How did you get these?"
Hope Williams had still been worrying about these videos, not expecting Liam Cloud to just bring them over.
"Heh, just some videos. Have you forgotten what I do and if there’s anything I can’t get?"
Hope Williams curved her lips into a smile, clicking her tongue slightly, "Not bad, not bad, impressive."
Liam Cloud chuckled, "How about it, why don’t you dump Waylon Lewis and hang out with me?"
A low voice suddenly came from the doorway. The brief four words were enough to display the anger Waylon Lewis felt at the moment.
Liam Cloud’s gaze turned toward the door and scoffed coldly, giving Waylon Lewis a provocative smile.
Hope Williams stood up and walked toward Waylon Lewis, naturally reaching out to hook his arm, smiling cheerfully.
But the man who usually only had eyes for her didn’t look at her today, following his gaze, she saw the two men intensely staring at each other.
Hope Williams’ delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.
They were so lost in each other’s gaze...
They completely ignored her!
Their gazes clashed with sparks flying, inseparable!
"Cough cough." Hope Williams coughed lightly twice, slowly moving towards the sofa, only to be pulled back into his arms, his gaze still fixed on Liam Cloud, "Mine!"
Clearly, Waylon Lewis was infuriated by Liam Cloud’s earlier comment ’Why don’t you dump Waylon Lewis and hang out with me.’
Hope Williams gave an awkward smile, lightly patting the hand resting on Waylon Lewis’ chest to soothe him, "Yours, yours, Liam Cloud was just joking."
"Even joking is not okay."
Hope Williams tugged at her lip.
Liam Cloud: "I wasn’t joking either."
Hope Williams felt embarrassed.
Waylon Lewis’ face darkened further.
Seeing their intense standoff, Hope Williams hurriedly tried to mediate, telling Waylon Lewis, "Liam Cloud is here to help us. He found the videos we couldn’t; we should thank him."
Waylon Lewis remained silent.
Hope Williams pinched Waylon Lewis’ waist, "Hurry."
Waylon Lewis looked at her faintly, Hope Williams nearly blinking her eyes off, full of pleading, asking him to save face.
Waylon Lewis kept a stern face, his gaze returning to Liam Cloud, for the sake of Hope Williams, he pressed his lips together and muttered coldly, "Thank you."
Hope Williams breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don’t thank me; I didn’t do it for you."
Waylon Lewis’ face looked extremely displeased.
"You’re asking for a beating."
Hope Williams took a deep breath, these two clowns.
Waylon Lewis, with a dark face, stuffed a USB drive into Hope Williams’ hand.
Hope Williams blinked her eyes, looking at Waylon Lewis, "What’s this?"
"Vivia Fuller has recovered normally in the hospital. It was Henry Fuller who deliberately pushed her down the stairs to cover up the fact that she was never crazy. Here’s the video."
Hope Williams’ eyes shone, surprised as she took the USB stick to her laptop and plugged it in. The video played showing Henry Fuller arguing with Vivia Fuller and then pushing her down the stairs, including his conversation with Delilah Fuller.
These were enough proof that Vivia Fuller had always been faking being dull-witted.
But the angle was clearly from a hidden camera.
"How do you have this video?"
"If the Fuller Family can plant spies in the Lewis Family, I can do the same," Waylon Lewis said lightly.
Ever since discovering that so many Fuller Family spies had been planted in the Lewis Family, Waylon Lewis had been busy too, using their own tricks against them.
Hope Williams’ lips curled up in a beautiful arc, "With this evidence, we’re sure to win."
Everything was ready; Hope Williams felt much better.
Liam Cloud raised an eyebrow, "What will you do next?"
"No rush, let them keep up their act; the bigger they make it, the worse the face-slapping will be," Hope Williams said with a smile.
"Thanks to your video, I’m in a good mood today, let’s go out for dinner, invite Aria and Wyatt Lewis," Hope Williams suggested.
"Is this your way of thanking me?" Liam Cloud smiled.
"Consider it that way, I can also treat you alone later, you’re the hero, this time you pick the place, my husband and I will treat you together."
Waylon Lewis instantly lightened up several times at Hope Williams’ words "my husband and I."
He put his arm around Hope Williams with a raised eyebrow as if marking his territory.
Hope Williams had already been racking her brains to keep things balanced, stealthily glancing at Waylon Lewis’ expression.
Waylon Lewis now looked very calm, even his slightly raised eyebrows had a bit of smugness.
All was well, the jealous one should spare her for that phrase "my husband and I."
Hope Williams, after being with Waylon Lewis for so long, had mastered the art of managing his moods.