Chapter 334 - I'm Always Here For You

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When Eliot arrived, Emily was sitting on a chair in the ward and reading a book, with an earphone in her ear. The sunlight outside the window flooded in, sprinkling a fine light on her body.

Probably Eliot didn't expect Emily to be here, he was stunned for a moment. Soon after, he lowered his head and placed the fruit on the table. Only then did he look at Elsie, who was unconscious on the hospital bed.

Elsie's face was wrapped in gauze, her forehead and chin were wounded, and the most serious injury was on the back of her head. Because the wound was not small, the doctor shaved off her hair. At the moment, her head was wrapped in gauze, looking very poor.

Emily just wanted Eliot to believe what she said, and what she said was true.

Emily still lowered her head to read, as if she didn't know that Eliot had entered the ward. It seemed that she didn't know how to talk to Eliot, or she was waiting for him to speak first.

Both of them were silent. Finally, Eliot got up and left.

Emily only raised her head to look in the direction Eliot had left, then lowered her head to continue reading. The music on her headphone continued playing.

Some people were rich, but they cried out loudly and bitterly.

Although some people were penniless, they also lived comfortably.

Someone changed his face in an attempt to stand out.

Someone was well-dressed, but he was wicked.

Looking back...

Some people regretted what they did, while others lived without regrets.

Someone said with great emotion, "We shall lie all alike in our graves."

Sydnee called Emily this morning and said that Eliot had locked himself up in his room without eating or drinking for several days. Sydnee didn't know what had happened. Emily had expected this kind of scene long ago, but she never thought that when she heard it, she would be so sad.

"Don't worry. I've been there once. He has eaten normally. The landlord said that he's gone out, looking alright."

"Thank you," Emily said.

"You're welcome. He's your brother. I'll take good care of him."

"Thank you."

Sydnee said, "No problem. Well, you asked me to invite Emma to go to the hot spring. She agreed. The traffic is very inconvenient here. I'll pick her up and meet you guys then. Where shall we meet?"

"I'll ask Harold to pick them up today and come with us tomorrow."

"Alright."

Stephanie's celebrity effect was dramatic. The bookmarks customized by the manufacturer had been sold out. Sydnee suggested that they should be made in limited batches. A thing was valued if it was rare. Once things were easily to get, customers would not have a sense of novelty and desire to buy them.

Emily followed this suggestion. Because she held the copyright and did not license it to any other manufacturer, no one could produce the bookmarks without permission. She said that she would no longer customize the bookmarks after they were sold out. Therefore, all the fans who bought bookmarks showed unprecedented excitement, and their love for Stephanie was even stronger.

Emily also made a lot of money. Her total revenue from selling bookmarks was more than 2.39 million. After deducting the cost of customized products, she made a net profit of 2.1 million.

Emily asked Harold to transfer the money into Sydnee's account. Before this, Harold had transferred a sum of three million into Sydnee's account. And this time, there were still three words on the note, "Buy a house."

It was undeniable that Emily had another thought in mind. She wanted Sydnee to take care of Eliot. No matter what intention Sydnee had, as long as she took good care of Eliot, Emily could feel at ease. Emily was afraid that Eliot would be estranged from her. She was also afraid that Eliot would never recover from this.

The two top floors she bought there had been rented out. From then on, even if she didn't draw, she would earn a lot of money every month.

There was a knock on the door. The doctor came in, and it was time for ward round.

Emily took off her headphone and walked over. Seeing the doctor finish examining, Emily asked, "When will she wake up?"

The doctor said, "I'm not sure about that either. She might wake up in a few days or a year or two. It depends on herself."

"Some patients are unconscious physiologically. Even though all the wounds are sewn up and there are no other symptoms, they are still unconscious and become vegetative."

After the doctor walked out, Emily quietly stood in front of the hospital bed and looked at Elsie. "Perhaps this is the best outcome for you."

Harold called Emily, "Miss Emily, we're downstairs."

"Alright, I'll go down now."

Emily glanced at Elsie, then turned around and went out. She did not notice that Elsie's eyelids were trembling slightly.

When Maury came back in the evening, he heard the butler say that Emily had brought her friends back. It was the first time in many years that he had heard that Emily still had friends. Maury walked in happily and did not listen to what the butler said.

When Maury arrived in the living room, he saw a little boy sitting upright on the sofa. Seeing him appear, the boy politely shouted, "Hello, sir."

Maury was stunned for a moment, and felt that it was surprising. This was the first time he had seen such a cool and cute boy. Maury bowed slightly and asked, "Hello. Who are you?"

Before Stony could speak, Emily and Emma walked out from the kitchen one after the other.

Seeing Maury, Emily introduced him, "This is my father." Then, she said to Maury, "Dad, this is my friend, Emma. This is her son, Stony."

Maury said, "Hello." Then he asked Harold to go out to buy some snacks and toys!

It had been a long time since any guests had visited them. Matthew was so angry about the incident that had happened at the annual meeting that he had gone to his own residence and was unwilling to return here.

A series of drastic changes and shocks had occurred these days that he could hardly bear it. The family had also collapsed. His son had left and his daughter had been admitted to the hospital after a car accident. The only one left at home was his younger daughter that had the brain of a seven years old.

It was undeniable that Maury was sad when he knew that Elsie was in a car accident and that she might become a vegetative and never wake up. He only had two biological daughters, and Elsie, the only one who could inherit the Britt Group, had such an accident. What should he do?

When he got old, could he still protect Emily well?

He thought that he would be depressed and be laughed at. But that night, his youngest daughter, Emily, gave him a hug and said, "Dad, don't be sad. I'm always here for you."

At that time, he was just thinking that Emily had grown up and would be able to comfort him.