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In the Britt's
Just as Emily got out of the car and entered, Susan brought out the hot soup that had been heated all the time in the kitchen and placed it on the dining table. She said to Emily, "Please drink while it's hot."
"Thank you." Emily did not say that she had eaten in the company and even drank soup delivered by Vincent. She just sat on a chair and drank the soup that Susan had cooked for her.
"Drink more. You've lost too much weight recently." Susan looked at her with distress.
"I'm fine." Emily looked at her and asked, "Is there any more soup? Please give me another bowl of soup."
Emily nodded at Harold while Susan entered the kitchen. Harold soon understood and finished the remaining soup in one gulp.
When Susan came out, she saw that the soup in front of Emily had been finished. A big smile appeared on her face. "Drink more. This is very good for your health."
Of course, the second bowl was also drunken by Harold.
Emily had been very busy lately. The butler usually didn't dare to bother her with the tiny affairs of the company. Instead, he dealt with some small matters himself and the rest would be checked by Harold. Finally, Emily only needed to handle the things that were sent to her, because she represented the Britt family.
For so many days, the butler and Susan had accepted the fact that Emily had become better and more normal. Although she looked a little cold, they were still optimistic about Emily compared to Elsie who had gone mad. Normally, they also felt even more distressed for her.
She was so young and she had encountered so many things this year when she entered adulthood. She didn't cry or complain. Instead, she just carried the burden on her shoulders. She even went to work and study in the company every early morning. Besides, the company actually ran well under her management. It was heard from Harold that the benefits had been pretty good recently, with the help of many other partners.
Of course, it was because Emily was formidable. She had made so many friends. On the day of Maury's farewell party, the butler and Susan discovered that there were many big shots, including Vincent, whose temperament was unpredictable.
Susan even recalled that Emily had told her that she had made friends. At that time, she thought that friends might be children or young people, but she did not expect that ... Every guest was quite influential in City Y.
She even had an absurd idea. Was the bottle of shower gel given to Vincent by Emily that day? After all, Vincent was the only one who appeared on the balcony that day.
Emily went upstairs, with butler following behind to report some trivial matters. When he needed Emily to sign something, he would hand the documents to Harold. Besides that, he would briefly tell Emily some things that she only needed to know about. Emily had been very busy recently, and her rest time had been reduced to less than six hours. She was still growing up. The butler really didn't want to waste her time anymore.
Passing by the study, Emily stopped. The study door was open and there was no light inside. However, Emily stepped forward and turned on the light. Then she saw Elsie curled up on the carpet in front of the table.
Ever since Maury's death, Elsie was completely mad. She was tormented by regret and guilt in her heart. Before Emily punished her, she had turned herself into a mad woman, wandering around Maury's room every day and praying. She would sleep on the ground when she was tired and sat there in a daze when she woke up. Occasionally, she would ask the wall when Beverly would be back. No one paid attention to her at home. In fact, she ran out of the hospital before her injuries were healed. The temperature difference between day and night was so great these days that she could not bear it. On the day Emily was hospitalized with a fever, Elsie was also sick, but everyone was busy taking care of Emily and no one noticed her. When they found out the next day, Elsie was unconscious for an unknown period.
The butler fed her medicine, but no one took her to the hospital.
Elsie managed to survive by herself. She knew how annoying she was to others. She had secretly contacted Eliot countless times in the middle of the night, but no one answered her. Thus, she did not know Eliot's injuries and he was in the hospital. She just thought that her brother had abandoned her.
Everyone had abandoned her.
"You can atone for what you've done by lying here?" Emily said.
Elsie, who was on the ground, moved her body and looked up. "I gave you everything, including the shares my father gave me. I gave it to you. What else do you want?"
"What do I want?" Emily took a few steps and put a pen on the desk in the pen holder. "Elsie, you have to figure out one thing. The greedy one is always you, not me. The one who killed our father is you. And the ones who nearly made the Britt family go bankrupt are you and Beverly!"
"I know I'm wrong...." Elsie cried helplessly. "I know. I am wrong...."
"But our father is dead." Emily squatted down and turned to look at Elsie on the carpet. "You killed him by yourself."
Elsie hugged her head like a mad woman and sobbed. "I'm wrong. Can't you stop torturing me? I beg you. Don't torture me. I know I was wrong...."
Emily stood up and looked down at Elsie, who looked humble and poor on the carpet.
"You still have a chance to atone for what you've done." She said in an indifferent voice.
Elsie hugged her head and looked up at Emily. There seemed to be a slight of hope on her tearful face. "What kind of chance?"
Emily tilted her head slightly. Harold immediately walked up and handed the original acquisition contract to Elsie. The moment Elsie saw the contract, she covered her head and refused to read it. Harold just read it out loud, including the transferor, the purchaser...
Emily walked out of the room and passed through the corridor. The words "legal representative" still echoed in her mind.
'Dad, be patient.. I'll avenge you.'