Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 302 Compassion

At the end of December, several major events happened in City Y.

First, the Buckleys had moved. It was said that Marquise had been traumatized by love and planned to go abroad to get over. His whole family went with him. Because the Buckleys left with Marquise just before the Spring Festival, people in City Y thought that they probably would not come back.

The second thing was about the Britts.

Beverly was detained by the police for embezzling public funds and poisoning her husband, Maury. And her son, Eliot, was probably dissatisfied with his father and moved out of the Britt's to live alone. The third thing was still about the Britts.

It was said that after Maury was discharged from the hospital, he did not bring his eldest daughter to the company to assist him. Instead, he brought the little retard with him, even when he had meeting, which made everyone feel puzzled. Most people speculated that the Britt family was on the verge of decline, since there was no one else could take over the company but a retard.

Of course, quite a few saw the good in Emily who sat there quietly. She was beautiful and slim, like a delicate doll. Her pair of big and watery eyes made her look like an innocent deer. When she stared at you, you would unconsciously put on a smile and even hold your breath, trying to show her the best of you.

As for the fourth thing, because very few people knew about it, it did not attract public attention.

Daniel was detained as an accomplice with Beverly because of the conclusive evidence. His wife was dissatisfied with the verdict and went to the police station to cause trouble all day long. As a result, she was taken into custody with Daniel. From then on, they quarreled every day, and then were soon separated.

Eliot moved out on the day Maury was discharged from the hospital. Maury had received the examination reports of the three children. Looking at the one belonged to Eliot, he was silent for a long time. Back from the hospital, Maury had become much more depressed. He didn't like to talk or laugh, and he often called the wrong name. In the office, at home, or even on the phone, he often said to the other side, "I'll ask Eliot to do..."

After the speaker reminded him, he remembered that Eliot was not his son.

Matthew had been urging Maury to change his will. Maury picked a day and called his lawyer to his office. He changed his will, but still gave Beverly and Eliot a large portion. Maury did so even though Beverly had hurt him deeply.

Although Eliot was not a biological son of Maury, they had lived together over the past twenty years. Man would form a close bond with his dog, let alone with a child he raised.

Maury thought more often that this must be a retribution for what he had done to Emily's mother many years ago. The Buddha said that everything had a cause and effect. Maury believed it was all his own fault. So he accepted the fact very quickly, only within one day.

Ever since Beverly was arrested, Elsie had been staying at home and didn't dare to go out, even if her friends and classmates asked her to. She became cautious. She was unsure what to do, like a parasite that had left its host and had nothing to cling to.

Even when Elsie knew that Emily went to the company every day, which was taken as a laughing stock by many people, she did not put in a sarcastic remark. Instead, she quietly finished her dinner and returned to her room. Her temper changed. Her right hand was injured for some reason and was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze.

The night after Eliot moved out, Elsie blocked Emily in the corridor and glared at her, "Retard! I warn you! Stay away from Dad recently! You have disturbed him!"

"Eliot has been the best to you, hasn't he? Why didn't you even come to say goodbye when he moved out today? You don't even know where he will go, right? You are so heartless!"

"I know why you follow Dad all the time. You are afraid of being bullied by me at home? Yes, you are right! As long as you behave and don't provoke me, I will spare your life..." Then came a clear sound of a slap.

Elsie was stunned. She covered her face in disbelief. She stared at Emily, the retard in front of her. Emily's beautiful eyes were now filled with indifference.

Elsie felt as if this was the first time she knew this retard, with her eyes full of astonishment.

How could a retard have such a cold gaze?

"As long as you behave and don't provoke me, I will spare your life." Emily slowly repeated what Elsie had said and reached out her right hand to pat Elsie's cheek.

Elsie's mind went blank and she suddenly grabbed Emily's arm, "You're imitating me? Retard, you're repeating what I say?"

Elsie was about to raise her right hand, but it suddenly hurt. She turned her face and saw that there was a dagger stabbed in her right palm. Emily stabbed the dagger so hard that Elsie's hand was fixed on the wall.

Elsie's face was distorted by pain and she was about to scream.

But quickly Emily covered Elsie's mouth and pressed her against the wall. The cold dagger was pulled out from Elsie's palm. Elsie's entire body was convulsed and twisted with pain. Emily's expression did not change as she slowly slid the bloody dagger up Elsie's arm and stopped on her neck.

"As long as you behave and don't provoke me, I will spare your life," Emily said in an indifferent and distant voice, which was completely different from her usual retarded tone.

Elsie glared at her as if she had seen a ghost. Large tears flowed out of her eyes due to the pain. She could not do anything but just stare at Emily with her eyes wide open.

Elsie suddenly remembered that a few months ago, Emily had also used a paper cutter to stab into her palm. Was that a coincidence?

No, it was not a coincidence!

Emily looked at Elsie coldly, "Don't you understand?"

Elsie was finally convinced that Emily was not a retard at all!

What had happened in the past few months came back to Elsie's mind. How could Maury replace out that she bullied Emily? After that, Beverly was beaten and she was grounded. Then, the sofa in the Dalton Hotel, lan who she met halfway, one after another, tied Beverly and Elsie tightly, like an invisible chain. And then, Daniel appeared. The money and the medicine box ... sent Beverly to custody.

This retard did it!

Everything was done by this retard!

Elsie struggled with all her might, with big tears rolling down her cheeks. Emily seemed not satisfied yet and said in a low voice, "Thank you for your five million."

Elsie widened her eyes and said, "It's you!"

But her mouth was covered and she could not say it out.

Emily said calmly, "It's me."

Elsie struggled even harder, but she didn't expect that Emily who was in a small figure had such great strength. Elsie couldn't know that Emily had been trained with the guards, and even been taught by Vincent personally. Emily hadn't slacked off these days. She was no longer a weak and helpless little retard.

"I want to..." Elsie was so angry that her entire body trembled. She wanted to tell her father that all of this was done by this little retard in front of her!

"Do you think Dad will believe you?" Emily was clear about what Elsie wanted to say. Emily smiled slightly, then gradually let go of the hand covering Elsie's mouth and slowly wiped her palm with the sweater on Elsie.

Elsie was just about to open her mouth to shout when she saw the tip of the dagger pointing at her throat. All of a sudden, she didn't dare to make any sound.

Emily patted her shoulder with satisfaction. "You are bleeding a lot. Take care."

Then Emily turned around and left.

Elsie collapsed on the corridor. The blood from her palm dripped onto the floor.

The sound of footsteps came. Elsie quickly climbed over and recognized Harold. She quickly grabbed his trousers and whispered, "Help ... Emily wants to kill me! Where's dad? Tell dad to come! Hurry!" Harold squatted down and carefully looked at the injury on her palm. "Miss Elsie, I'll call the doctor."

"Can't you understand what I'm saying?! That retard wants to kill me! Call dad right now!" Elsie shouted.

Harold clenched her injured hand, causing her wound to instantly spurt blood. Elsie's face twisted with pain. She only heard Harold's emotionless voice, "Miss Elsie accidentally fell down and was stabbed by a fruit knife. She now needs to be bandaged..."

What Harold said sent shivers down Elsie's spine. She dodged backwards and shook her head in confusion. "What are you talking about? It is the retard who wants to kill me. Go and tell dad."

Harold had stood up, still with a blank face. There was a hint of compassion in his eyes.¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶