She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Chapter 757: Chapter 757: Don’t Show Off Your Tea Art in Front of Me

Aria Richardson stepped further out, poised to jump.

The servants and bodyguards were taken aback, too scared to blink.

Alexander Knox had instructed them not to let anything happen to her.

If she really jumped and died, they would be held accountable, and Alexander Knox wouldn’t spare them.

The servants and bodyguards panicked, hurriedly said, "Alright, calm down, don’t let go. We’ll contact Young Master Knox right away."

"Call him immediately."

The servant, without any hesitation, nodded immediately, "I’ll call right now."

The servant dialed Alexander Knox’s number right in front of Aria Richardson, and after almost thirty seconds, the call finally connected.

The servant frantically said, "Master, Miss Richardson, she..."

Alexander Knox’s low, icy voice came through, "What is she up to now?"

"Miss Richardson wants to see you. If she can’t, she’s going to jump off a building."

A silence lasted for a good five seconds on the other end.

After an eerie quiet, his angry voice blared, "Didn’t I tell you to watch over her? Can’t a group of you keep an eye on one person? Are you all useless?"

The servant shivered, "It’s our failure. Young Master, what should we do now? Miss Richardson won’t listen to any persuasion."

Suppressing his inner rage, Alexander Knox said coldly, "If she has the courage, let her jump."

The servant put the phone on speaker, and these words clearly reached Aria Richardson’s ears.

Aria Richardson released one hand, stepping further outward.

The servants screamed in fear, hastily trying to stop her. noveldrama

Alexander Knox heard the screams on the other end, his heart trembled, and his brow furrowed deeply.

This woman really had a knack for using herself as a threat.

Confident that he wouldn’t let her die.

Alexander Knox’s eyes were filled with coldness.

He gritted his teeth, "... Tell her to come down! I’ll come over tomorrow morning."

After speaking, Alexander Knox hung up the phone abruptly, clutching his phone tightly and hurling it to the ground.

The crashing sound startled Old Lady Mrs. Knox passing by outside, stopping her in her tracks.

Old Lady Mrs. Knox had the servant open the door, pushing herself in.

Hearing the movement at the door, Alexander Knox couldn’t suppress the anger in his chest, and shouted, "Get out."

The old lady’s brow furrowed, "Alexander, what’s wrong? Why are you so angry?"

Alexander Knox looked up and saw it was the old lady who entered, and he suppressed his anger.

The old lady glanced at the shattered phone, asked worriedly, "Is it because of Aria?"

Alexander Knox’s dark eyes were shadowed, emotions deep and inscrutable within them.

The old lady sighed, earnestly advising, "Alexander, why drive both yourself and her to this point? If you continue, you won’t even be able to be friends, let alone spouses. If you truly love her, you should learn to let go. If you only want to marry her to save face, it’s unnecessary, Alexander, it’s not worth it. You won’t be happy."

Old Lady Mrs. Knox understood her grandson well. From a young age, he pursued perfection in everything he did, with a proud nature, reluctant to admit defeat, wanting everything he desired.

But relationships are not a joke, and marriage is a lifelong commitment.

Alexander Knox said nothing, his deep eyes obscure, making it impossible to discern his emotions.

The old lady sighed deeply, shaking her head, unsure how to stop all of this now.

From downstairs came the sporadic sounds of chaos followed by Natalie Rogers’s angry shouts.

The online public opinion was escalating, and all condemned Natalie Rogers and Lily Armstrong, which couldn’t be suppressed.

Natalie Rogers couldn’t tolerate it, angrily shouting at people downstairs.

The old lady listened to her yelling for half an hour from the room, feeling dizzy and fed up.

"Madness! Everyone’s gone mad!" The old lady was speechless, instructing the servant to push her downstairs.

Downstairs was a mess, ceramic pieces scattered everywhere, and the servants didn’t dare make a sound at Natalie’s outburst.

The old lady frowned deeply, her face full of wrinkles creasing together, heavily slapping the adjacent table, "Have you had enough of your madness?"

Natalie Rogers gritted her teeth, angrily smashing the vase in her hand onto the sofa, her eyes red, shouting at the old lady, "Mom, the granddaughter-in-law you chose has ruined me so badly, can’t I at least curse a few times?"

"You were the one who harmed her first, and now you blame her for retaliating?"

Natalie Rogers tightened her lips, unable to retort the old lady’s words.

"If you want to go crazy, do it outside the Knox Family."

Natalie Rogers stomped her foot furiously, grabbed her keys, and stormed out.

She had been waiting at home for two days, didn’t even dare to go out shopping, almost becoming a street rat.

No sign of anything happening on Lily Armstrong’s end; who knows what she’s up to.

Meanwhile, at the Armstrong Family, Lily Armstrong tossed her laptop onto the table.

Her frosty gaze fixed on the two women applying facial masks on the sofa.

Emilia Woods exchanged a glance with Rose Armstrong, Emilia with a twinkle in her eye, lifts her head with a smile towards Lily Armstrong, "Oh, what’s the matter, Lily? Who upset you?"

"Where did the video on my computer go?" Lily Armstrong stared hard at them, her voice cold as ice.

Emilia Woods smirked, her expression unchanged, "What video? How would we know?"

"Don’t know?" Lily Armstrong clenched the hands hanging by her sides, "Quit pretending! Who else but you two would be shameless enough to do this?"

She had clipped the video and saved it on her computer, originally planning to release it when the public opinion reached a peak, to ruin Aria Richardson’s reputation completely and turn the situation around.

But upon opening her computer, she found the video entirely deleted, leaving no trace.

If she couldn’t reverse the public opinion in three days, she’d have to bear all the losses at the vacation resort, with no one more eager to see it than these two women.

But even if caught, Emilia Woods and Rose Armstrong wouldn’t be foolish enough to admit it.

Rose Armstrong softly said, "Sister, what video? We truly don’t know. We’ve never even touched your computer, why are you wronging us?"

Lily Armstrong grabbed the laptop and threw it at Rose Armstrong’s nauseating face, "Stop flaunting your ’tea ceremony’ in front of me."

Rose Armstrong screamed as her forehead got hit, causing a bleeding.

Seeing her daughter hurt, Emilia Woods stood up angrily from the sofa, "Lily Armstrong, don’t go too far."

"Shut your filthy mouth. You two fools, I’ve already told my dad about this. He’s on his way back, and let’s see how he deals with you when he returns."

Emilia Woods gritted her teeth, snorted coldly, "So what if your dad comes back, we didn’t do it. You’re blaming us because you can’t handle the situation yourself."