Chapter 236 - Be A Good Girl 2

Maury somewhat agreed. Anyway, he didn't see it with his own eyes. So, he turned to his son and asked, "Eliot, what do you think?"

Actually, Eliot did not see Vincent get mad. When he arrived, he only saw Vincent walking out with a cold face. But he always looked like this. And it was naturally hard for him to tell whether he was angry or not.

Seeing Eliot silent, Elsie said, "Mr. Vincent was not angry. Instead, he thanked me. And then I came out. Eliot, you just pulled me out before listening to my explanation."

But what Eliot was mad at was not Elsie's gift but what she had said to Emily at the banquet. Although Emily looked dumb and didn't say anything, he felt so sorry for her. Both of them were his sisters, but he just wanted to strangle Elsie to death.

He took a sip of the water and looked at Elsie. "The company is still at risk. We can't relax our vigilance now. So, it's better for you not to attend the banquets."

Elsie was shocked. "Eliot, why? I didn't do anything wrong. Why do you ground me?"

Beverly was anxious as well, "Eliot, what are you doing? Why are you so ruthless towards your sister?"

"Mom!" Eliot looked at the two of them, and then Emily, who stood alone beside the table. He managed to hold back his impulse to say "be nicer to Emily". After some silence, he stated, "I'm for the sake of the company. The company now can't stand any blow."

Maury turned to solemn as well. "It should be like this. It was because the Scavos had sent an invitation letter that I let you go. Otherwise, I wouldn't have you out. Don't you remember what happened last time?" He swept his gaze over them and saw Emily. His voice softened as he said to Emily, "Emily, it's late. You should have an early rest."

Emily put down the cup and nodded.

Elsie's eyes went red with jealousy. The moment Maury left, she could not help but throw the cup. However, the carpet was thick, and the cup did not break. She was so angry that she strode over to stamp on it.

Eliot ignored her and just walked upstairs. He turned blind eye to Elsie's discontent and said to Susan, "Go cook a pot of ginger soup."

There was no doubt that the ginger soup was for that retard!

Elsie was so furious that she almost broke her high heels.

"What are you doing?" Beverly frowned at her. "I told you that you must always be elegant. Why can't you remember it?"

"Mom, why is Eliot always so mean to me? I'm his sister." Elsie couldn't help but complain. "He only cares about that retard. He doesn't care about me at all."

"Hang in there for a while." Beverly took a glance at the stairs and then Susan, who was busy around the kitchen. She then whispered again, "Just endure when you meet it again."

Elsie couldn't help but lowered her voice as well, "Why?"

"Hold on. Then, we can move out. At that time, we don't need to see that retard anymore."

"Move out?" A smile touched Elsie's mouth. She asked, "All of us moved out and left that retard alone?"

Beverly nodded, "Yes."

"That's wonderful!" Elsie was delighted.

"Keep your voice down. Don't tell your father." Beverly reminded.

Elsie gave repeated nods. But she never thought about why her father was unaware of the fact that they were going to move.

On the second floor.

Emily was sitting in her room while she heard familiar footsteps outside. She quickly hid the book in the shelf and took out a Guide to Painting. Eliot did not knock on the door. Instead, he directly swung the door open and walked in.

The girl was dressed in a pink dress with a black gauze. With the addition of that gauze, she looked more elegant. And right now, this beautiful girl was sitting at the desk, absorbed in a book. Her big eyes were like black pearls and were fixed on the vivid image.

Eliot smiled, "Why did you change into this set of clothes?"

With the heating, it wasn't cold in the room. Emily had worn this dress since she came back. Eliot had early wanted to ask her, but since Elsie was present, he didn't say anything. Now that no one was around, he finally got the chance.

Emily looked down at her dress, but what emerged in her mind was her gift and when Vincent passed her with a poker face. She murmured, "My clothes got wet."

"My little girl has grown up." Eliot sat on her side and stroked her head, touched. "You look good in this."

Emily had always worn a princess dress. Even her pajamas were cute and had images of rabbits on them. She always looked like a little girl. But today, she suddenly changed her style and wore a black dress. Although she was still lovely, she looked totally different when she stood there. Eliot was really surprised to see her in this at the first glance.

Emily had already grown up. She was no longer the little girl hiding behind him. She did not need him to hold her hand and teach her how to write. She did not need him to correct her pronunciation. Nor did she need him to take care of her. What's more, she didn't always follow behind him. She wasn't his shadow anymore.

He didn't know when she had kept aloof from him, though he had tried to be a nice brother.

Emily forced a smile.

Eliot naturally noticed that she was in a bad mood. He sighed and stated, "Don't mind what she said. She just said it in an angry rush."

Emily turned to him as her eyes dimmed. "She's telling the truth."

"In my eyes, you are only what you are, not someone else. Remember, you are unique. You can't be replaced by anyone. Do you understand?" Eliot held her shoulders, his gaze sincere and warm.

Emily met his gaze and bit her lower lip, "But why didn't Mom come to see me?" She stated word for word, "If I was unique, why didn't she come see me? She doesn't like me, right?"

"How could it be?" Eliot hugged her, "You are so nice. How could she dislike you? I guess she's just too busy."

Emily didn't know if she should believe this, but she would rather do. Mom was too busy. It was not because that she was sick or anything else. She was just too busy.

Although she was angry at Elsie's words, she had to agree her. After all, Elsie was right. She and her mother were the third party, who had stolen what had belonged to Elsie.

However, she would still feel sad. Ever since she came here, she had never seen her mother again. She almost forgot her appearance. It had been a long time since she had dreamed of her last time.

A knock came. It was Susan who brought the ginger soup. She was a little embarrassed to see Eliot let go of Emily when she pushed the door open. However, Eliot remained calm and reached to her.

She placed the ginger soup on the desk.

Before she walked out, Eliot said, "Drink it. It can prevent a cold."

Emily had just finished drinking a cup of milk, so she now was too full to drink the soup. She frowned and shook her head, "No."

"Be a good girl."

Susan's look changed when she heard what Eliot said. She didn't know if she was under the delusion. Why did they look like a couple? Eliot seemed to be over gentle.....