Chapter 65 - Expenses

Being hit against the wall, Beverly felt dizzy, and blood had come out of her ears and streamed down her face. There was blood all over her face, which was horrifying.

The noise downstairs was so loud that even Emily, who was lying in bed upstairs, could hear it, let alone Elsie, whose door was wide open. Elsie knew vaguely that it was all because of her. She went down the stairs in fear and hid herself at the corner to take a peep quietly. As she saw the horrifying scene, she was so scared that she immediately covered her mouth with her hand. All she dared to do was to cry quietly.

Eliot couldn't bear it any more. He drew Maury aside, "Dad! Calm down! You won't be able to get the project back even if you beat mom to death!"

Maury stopped and looked at Beverly who was lying on the floor. Panting heavily, he said, "Let's go to the company to talk." And then he walked towards the door.

Before leaving, Eliot looked at the butler who was still standing there in shock beside him and said, "Call a doctor."

"Yes, sir!"

Maury turned around and said coldly as he was walking out, "If you dare to do anything to Emily again, I'll be the first to skin you alive!"

On the floor, Beverly was so scared that she curled up her body, her eyes filled with hatred and tears.

Elsie didn't come down the stairs before Maury and Eliot got into the car and left home. She ran to Beverly, held Beverly's hand in her uninjured hand and cried, "Mom! Mom, are you okay?"

Beverly wiped away her tears, "I'm fine. Your father didn't do much harm to me ..."

Elsie cried loudly, "Mom, I saw it! I was too scared. I was afraid that he would kill me if I came out ... I'm sorry ... Mom, I got you into trouble ..."

Looking at the Elsie's neck which was black and blue and thinking of the same bruises on her own neck, Beverly couldn't help but also burst into tears. The mother and daughter could only cling together and cry together loudly in the living room.

Emily was listening to their haunting crying on the balcony quietly, but the look on her face was cold and calm.

Not enough. This was still not enough.

Compared to the dagger that always appeared and Elsie's vicious expression in her dreams, what she had done was just like an appetizer. It was not even worth mentioning.

What she was waiting for was the main dish.

When the butler was calling a doctor, Harold jumped up quickly from the ground and landed on Emily's balcony after kicking the wall with his feet for a few times.

The two of them entered the bathroom. Emily turned on the tap to use the sound of water to cover their voice and asked, "Where are they staying?"

She was asking about the two swindlers she saw at the hotel.

"They're staying in a luxury villa. There are security guards at the entrance and surveillance cameras around it. I only followed them there and then came back."

"A luxury villa?" Emily bit her lip and pondered, and then she asked, "What did the detective say?"

"This is what he has figured out." Harold handed over a piece of paper the size of a pocket which was folded neatly into a square.

Emily only took a glance and concluded, "It's fake information."

Harold nodded, "The information is too complete, so it should be something they made for us to see on purpose."

Emily shook her head. "I just think that those two people wouldn't care about someone like Elsie at all, if they were really so rich."

Harold was speechless.

"Keep shadowing them." Emily opened the bathroom door and walked out after she said that.

"Understood!"

Just as Harold was about to jump down from the balcony, he heard Emily's voice from behind, "Right, how much does it cost to hire the detective?"

"30,000."

Emily heaved a sigh of relief, "That's okay. I still have 30,000 left."

Harold quietly added, "For a week."

Emily counted on her fingers, and then she suddenly realized that she had asked the detective to follow them for three days. Today was the fourth day. In other words, it had cost her 28 thousand in four days to hire the detective. She was in a shock, "Is it really that expensive?"

"Do you still want to continue the shadowing?" Harold asked.

Emily glanced at her piggy bank and frowned, "Let me think about it."

Harold handed a bank card over to her.

Emily looked at him in bewilderment, "What is this?"

"My wage card. There should be more than 180 thousand in it." Harold's face was still expressionless, but there was also some sincerity on his face now, "It's not a lot, but I hope I can help you."

Emily held the card in her hand and asked hesitantly, "Don't you need to support your family?"

Harold shook his head, "No, I'm the only one left in my family."

Emily was shocked for a moment before she took the card and said solemnly, "Alright. This is a loan you lend me. I will repay you double for it."

"No need."

When Harold climbed out of the balcony and was about to jump off, he turned around and said, "Miss Emily."

"Yes?" Emily was about to ask him for his password, with the card in her hand.

Harold looked at her and said, "You're a strong person."

When Emily was still in surprise, he jumped down the balcony.

After standing there for a while, Harold saw a strawberry-flavored fruit candy be thrown down from above. He caught it with his hand. He thought for a while, and then gently removed the wrapper and put the candy into his mouth. The sweet taste was all over in his mouth.

He sincerely hoped that Emily's future would be as sweet as the candy.

When Emily lay back down on the bed, she received a call from Sydnee who was at the Tea Market.

"I've purchased five kinds of tea tree seeds. There're quite a lot of Dahongpao seeds that you want. I didn't buy so many seeds for other tea trees, like Pu'er and Tieguanyin ... But I bought all of them in the same shop, so the shopkeeper said he could give me a discount ...”

As Emily was listening, she suddenly realized that she needed to spend money on so many things. Although she had just put away the card Harold gave her, she had to take it out again now.

"I might not be able to get out of here these few days. Help me keep an eye on the Tea Manor. I'll let Harold give you the money for making the purchase and paying the famers ..."

Sydnee helped her finish her words, "Sure. I have some money with me, but I just spent all of it on the tea tree seeds. Well, you can pay the tea farmers their wages next month."

"Okay."

The two of them hang up the phone after discussing about some minor details.

Emily stretched out her hand to caress her piggy bank and Harold's bank card. She thought to herself that she must make good use of the money and double the amount of money she had. At that time, she would have enough power to protect the people she wanted to protect.

....

At the Heyton's.

"Mr. Kamron, I found it!" The assistant directly pushed the door open without knocking on the door.

Although Kamron was lying on his sickbed, the sickly look on his face immediately went away, "Tell me about it!"

"The car belongs to the Scavos."

Kamron blinked and picked his ears with his finger, "Which Scavo?"

Feeling extremely anxious, the assistant almost wanted to scrunch up his face, but he still tried his best to smile, "Mr. Kamron, there's only one Scavo family in City Y. The Scavo I'm talking about is just ... that Scavo."

"Are you sure?" Kamron sat up in disbelief. He moved his body so fast that his crotch hurt again. He gritted his teeth and lay back down by holding the edge of the bed. He tried his best to keep the calm look on his face and asked, "Are you sure?"

The assistant took out a folder, opened it and handed him two photos, "I'm sure. This is the car that Mr. Vincent only uses when he is travelling to somewhere far away. It's relatively low-key. I have checked the surveillance video to make sure it's the same car."

Kamron frowned. If that girl was a Scavo, he must have seen her before.

He put down the photos and looked at his assistant, "Have you ever seen that girl at the Scavo's?"

"No, I haven't." The assistant was sobbing in his heart, 'I've never seen that girl the whole time!'

Kamron lay back down and heaved a heavy sigh, "I told you so. She is not a Scavo."

" ... I didn't say she is a Scavo though." The assistant argued in a whisper.

Kamron said angrily, "Then what the heck do you mean?"

His nerve was hit when he got furious, and it hurt so much that his face was distorted with pain. He winced for a long time and finally heaved a sigh of relief and lay back down.

The assistant was frightened by his hideous look. He tried his best not to provoke Kamron, "I only mean she is acquainted with Mr. Vincent, and ..."

Kamron interrupted him directly, "That's impossible. Everyone knows Vincent is not a womanizing man."

The assistant said hesitantly, "I heard that last month at the banquet at the Scavo's residence, Mr. Vincent has sent the retard of the Britt family home."

"How come you believe in that fake news?" Kamron sneered disdainfully, "That is Vincent you're talking about! Is he out of his mind or are you out of your mind? If you're making up a story, at least make a good one!"

"That's not fake news. It's real. Several bodyguards from different families in the group were there then, and they all saw it."

Kamron pointed at his own head and said, "If that is real, I'll chop off my head and let you kick it like kicking a soccer ball!"

The assistant was speechless. He thought, 'but I don't want to kick your head at all.'

"Get out of here! Dig out more information!" Kamron waved his hand impatiently, "You must find this stinky girl for me, even if you have to turn the world upside down!"

".... Yes, sir." The assistant thought, 'But I could never find her with a picture of a Barbie doll!'