Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 325 Sweet Potato

Stephanie did not come out of the room. Emily waited for a while and finally knocked on the door. She heard a faint "Please come in" and then pushed the door.

Stephanie lay on the bed with sweats all over her body. Her wet hair stuck to her neck, cheeks, and forehead. She lay on her stomach. The plaster on her waist had been torn open, revealing her white skin. "Are you alright?" Emily regretted coming in.

Stephanie replied, "Yes. Can you give me a glass of water?"

"Alright." Emily gave water to her.

Stephanie rested for a while. Then she sat up and drank all of it. Then, she lay on the bed. "He does have some skills. I went to do a massage for neck before, but didn't feel better after it. He just pressed a few acupoints and it hurt so much. But now, I felt very comfortable. It was especially wonderful! You can have a try later!"

Emily felt that Stephanie was now like a salesperson selling health products.

They had lunch here. It was prepared by Rex and Harold. Emily didn't know about cooking. Stephanie's waist was hurt, so she was temporarily inconvenient to cook.

When Vincent came out, he saw eight fish roasting on the shelf, with a bunch of roasted sweet potato, dried sweet potato, sweet potato rice, sweet potato porridge, sweet potato fried vegetables...

Mr. Spencer enjoyed himself. Thus the few young people said nothing and just sat down and ate.

Stephanie bought a barbecue grill with rich seasoning and expensive red wine. Therefore, the fish roasted this time was very fragrant even with a faint smell of wine. The food was simple, but the atmosphere was quite good. Stephanie suggested that everyone came over to eat hotpot next time.

No one raised their hands.

II

Before leaving, Harold walked in front of Stephanie and suddenly reached out his hand to grab Stephanie behind him.

Stephanie looked back in shock. "What's wrong?"

Harold asked, "Have you seen it clearly?"

Stephanie asked, "What???"

Harold frowned. He didn't understand why Stephanie's comprehension was so bad. But he still did what he did just now, "Next time when someone does this in filming, you should slightly lean sideways and stand behind him. Then your waist will not be hurt."

So it was the aim that he did this?

Stephanie smiled, "Thank you, I will." Actually, that scene was finished.

However, Harold was too honest and interesting. She didn't want to upset him.

Vincent was going back to the company in the afternoon. So Emily went to Harold's car halfway. It was already four o'clock when they arrived in the Britt's.

Maury usually came back home at six o'clock in the evening. When Susan saw Emily coming back, she immediately brought milk and a plate of fresh strawberries to Emily, "There are only six strawberries. You won't get diarrhea after eating them."

"Thank you." Emily took it and went upstairs.

The butler and Susan watched her going upstairs. A moment later, the butler asked, "Do you feel that Miss Emily is very different now?"

"You have said it before," Susan said.

"No, I thought at that time, she was kind of... I can't describe," the butler said incoherently.

"Then what do you mean now?" Susan glanced at him and then looked towards the stairs. She revealed a gratified smile, "I feel that Miss Emily has become much more cheerful now. This is very good."

The butler also smiled, "Yes."

After entering the room, Emily walked straight to the table with the strawberry in her hand. She paused and slightly retreated to look at her drawer. The drawer lock was a little doll with a radish in its mouth. Emily almost didn't use the lock. She just hung it. She liked to put the little rabbit with the radish in its mouth in the right direction.

At this moment, this radish was in wrong direction.

She opened the drawer and there were a few small pieces of drawing paper in it.

She took out a few pieces of drawing paper. It was drawn by her earlier. She was not satisfied with it, so she put it in the drawer. She looked at it quietly for a while, then walked out to Elsie's room. The door was opened and the room was empty.

"Elsie is not in the room." Emily said as she went downstairs to look at Susan.

The butler heard it and replied, "Miss Elsie is going to send dinner to Mr. Maury today." The butler looked at his watch and said, "It's been almost three hours. Maybe Mr. Vincent asked her to stay there." "Send food?" Emily looked at him and asked, "Nothing else?"

"What?" The butler didn't understand, but he quickly found something wrong. 'Miss Emily ... why does she look like a different person?'

'How does she become like a normal person?'

"I see." Emily said and went upstairs.

Susan was still pondering, "Miss Elsie did take something, like a piece of paper...."

Elsie hid in the bathroom after she got off the car and then called Eliot, "Eliot, where are you? Can you come? I have something to tell you."

She sounded strange, so Eliot asked where she was. "Why are you there? Did you make dad mad?"

"No, nothing like that, just come quickly, I need your help...."

Half an hour later, Eliot arrived at the trade market. He waited outside the bathroom and called her. Then, a thin woman walked out, she was Elsie.

"What happened to you? Why are you getting so thin?" Eliot was very surprised.

Elsie wore a down jacket, but her face looked haggard and sallow, and she had pouches. Her cheekbones were prominent and there were dark circles under her eyes.

Once she saw him, Elsie began to cry.

"Let's talk somewhere else." Eliot dragged her to a quieter corner.

"Listen to me, she did everything. You must believe me. She meets up with a man every night, and she paints. Also, the owner of the Dalton Hotel knows her, and he was the guy who forced me to buy that expensive chair before! They were in this together! Eliot, you have to believe me!" Elsie's face was full of tears, and she grabbed Eliot's arm like a crazy woman.

"What are you talking about? Who is she?" People were gathering outside to see what was going on here, so Eliot had to take her out to a more private place.

Elsie showed him a picture on her phone, and it was a blurry figure. "See that? This is the man who comes to see her every day. I can hear the balcony door open every night... She is not retarded at all! She is the one who gets mom into jail, and gets you kicked out from our family, and my hand...."

In fact, Elsie only saw the man come over twice.

She wanted to show this picture to Maury and told him what Emily had done. But she changed her mind when she saw the red envelops in Emily's drawer. Those belonged to the Scavos because there was the family name printed one of the envelopes.

Did Rolando give it to Emily?

Or, was it Vincent?

Vincent usually kept distance from all sorts of women. But she remembered that a few months ago, Vincent wanted to send the retard home, and on her birthday, Vincent also showed up on her balcony.... She stared at the picture on the phone and saw Vincent in it too.

She couldn't believe that it was Vincent!

How could the retard be with Vincent! No way!

That explained why Emily's drawing was on the wall of the Dalton Hotel, because the owner and Vincent were friends!

She felt jealous and resent and her face looked distorted. Elsie raised her wounded hand and roared, "She did this to me! She wanted me to suffer from this pain, she did it on purpose! Eliot!" "You're not well, Elsie, I'll take you to the hospital." Eliot pulled her and walked out.

Elsie screamed, "No! Why don't you believe me? Why?" She was full of tears, "I'm telling you the truth! Eliot! Please believe me!"

"OK, I believe you." Eliot tried to calm her down, "Let's get out of here first and you can tell me the details."

Elsie calmed down after she heard that, "The whole story? OK, let me think, my mind is messed up now...." She was trembling, she might be cold, or she was frightened.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐