Chapter 275
Billionaire’s Reborn Baby novel Chapter 275
In the Britt’s.
It was rare for the whole family to have dinner together. At the table, Beverly had been helping Maury with the dishes. Eliot only put food onto Emily’s plate occasionally. Only Elsie was left unattended, and she was sulking.
Maury gave a bowl of soup from Susan to Eliot and said, “The annual meeting is coming soon. Work harder these days. Have more soup, and don’t get sick.”
Eliot took the soup. From his black circles, it wasn’t hard to see how busy he had been these days. “Thank you, Dad.”
Eliot had a cold these days and had coughed for a few days, so he didn’t go to the company. Now that with Beverly and Eliot, there was nothing important in the company. He didn’t attend to it anymore and only focused on recuperating. Although he didn’t particularly trust Beverly, he trusted Eliot more than anyone.
“Emily has lost weight as well.” Eliot put a drumstick in her bowl. “Your favorite drumstick.”
Emily didn’t say anything, but just pushed her bowl of soup to him and said, “Dad, it’s for you.”
Maury was overjoyed and said, “Thank you.” After saying that, he drank all the soup.
Beverly smiled nonchalantly and said, “It’s not like there’s no soup. It’s simply a bowl of soup. Susan, serve more soup.”
Just as Susan was about to leave, Maury coughed and said, “That’s OK. I’m full.”
Elsie took a sip of the soup and frowned, “How can it be so unpalatable?”
Eliot was wiping his mouth. Hearing this, he said coldly, “Don’t have it if you don’t like it!”
Elsie was scared by him. She did not reply, but lowered her head and took small bites.
Beverly mediated the dispute and said something else, persuading Eliot into going upstairs. Then she pushed Elsie. “Don’t be angry with your father. It’s you who will suffer at last.”
Eliot and Emily also went upstairs one after the other. Seeing their backs, Elsie threw her chopsticks angrily. “He and Eliot treat me as an invisible person! I was sitting right next to him. How could Eliot put no food in my plate! How could dad be so happy when served soup by that retarded?”
Emily could hear such a loud noise. So as Eliot. They didn’t stop walking. Eliot turned around and looked at Emily. She had slightly lowered her eyelashes, casting shadows on her small face. He couldn’t discern her emotions.
But even without guessing, she must be very sad.
Eliot patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t mind what she said.”
