Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 258

In the Britt Group.

Eliot had been sleeping in the company for several days. It was understandable for him to do that because he was usually busy. But as the New Year was coming soon, different projects were coming to an end. He didn't have to work around the clock. Others did not understand why he had been working so hard. Eliot himself knew that the company was doomed.

Beverly had taken five million and refused to say where she was gonna use it. No matter how he threatened her, she kept saying she had spent it. He naturally did not believe it. But he didn't know where the money was. She was his mother, but she chose to watch the company collapse indifferently. She hated Maury and the entire Britt Group.

Eliot couldn't get five million for the company. These past few days, he had been contacting his friends in the university. After all, it was a large sum. Even if he would borrow money from 10 people, each had to at least lend him 500, 000. These friends weren't that wealthy and they were all doing small businesses. They may be able to lend him 100, 000 or 200, 000 at most, but 500, 000 was impossible.

Moreover, as the Britt Group had been on the verge of bankruptcy before, many people did not dare to lend him the money. They were afraid that they would never get their money back.

He kept looking at his contacts on the phone, then he saw Sydnee's name. The Dickersons had always been elegant and lofty and seemed to have nothing to do with money. They were indifferent to fame and wealth and they didn't care much about money.

He hesitated for a moment and made a phone call.

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"You said my brother borrowed money from you?"

Emily had just finished bathing when she received a phone call from Sydnee who also sounded very surprised. "Yeah, I can't believe it either. I don't know if you know about this, so I did not agree to lend him. I told him I need to think about it."

"Thank you." Emily muttered, "You did it well."

"Did something happen to your company?" Sydnee asked, afraid to hurt Emily's feelings.

"Not a big deal." Emily sounded like five million was nothing important. Sydnee admired Emily so much for her fortune when hearing her indifferent tone.

She thought for a moment and then said, "Actually..."

Emily sensed her hesitation. "You wanted to know why I didn't tell Eliot I have so much money, right?"

"Yes."

"I have my plans." Emily put down the towel and looked at her hazy figure in the mirror. She raised her hand and wiped away the water on the mirror. "In two days, you call him and tell him you will give him money after New Year."

"Alright."

After hanging up the phone, Emily stood there and thought for a moment before going out.

She had been ignoring an important clue.

Eliot was efficient and his room was neat and tidy. The bed was covered with blue and white sheets, the curtains were navy blue, and the upper half of the curtains was like dazzling white waves rolled up by the wind.

There were many books on the bookshelf and desk. He liked taking notes while reading, so there were bookmarks and notebooks on the desk. There was only one pen in the pen holder.

She remembered that her brother used this very pen to teach her how to write including his name.

She retracted her gaze and walked to the bedside. She picked up one or two strands of hair on the pillow and held them in her palm and walked out.

But she bumped into Elsie at the door.

"What are you doing here?" Elsie was in a good mood because she had made a profit, so she wasn't as mean to Emily as usual.

She didn't want to go back to the country. There were many mosquitoes.

Returning to her room, Emily spread out her palm. There were a little long hair and a little short hair.

She put the long hair and the short hair into two transparent bags, then texted Harold. A moment later, Harold came in from the balcony and took away the things on the table.

The moment he got it, he saw what was inside. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. But as he always kept a poker face, even though he was surprised, he didn't show it.

"There should be my dad's hair in the back seat of his car. Go pick up some and send them for a test." Elsie sat at the table, looking so indifferent that no one was unable to see what she was thinking.

"Yes!"

When Harold was about to leave from the balcony, he heard Emily's voice coming from behind.

"Harold."

Harold turned around and didn't say anything. He just looked at her fixedly.

Emily did not look at him, but lowered her eyes and asked, "Will Dad hate me if I break up his home? Will Eliot hate me?"

What if the people she wanted to protect hated her?

"Miss Emily, you just need to do what you think is right." Harold said seriously.

"Thank you, Harold." Emily looked up at him, her eyes filled with determination now. "Now I know."