It was very late at this time. Vincent had not come over tonight. Tomorrow was Qingming Festival. Emily planned to go to the tell Scavo's to ask him after the festival.
After making the call, Harold came in to report, "I have told Kamron, but he is a little angry. He hung up without saying anything."
"OK. It's very late. Go to sleep." Emily waved his hand.
"There is another thing," Harold hesitated to say, "Elsie woke up today, but ... the situation is a little bad. The doctor suggested that she must be transferred to the rehab center when she is discharged from the hospital ... The police also meant that."
"Then do as they said." Emily stood up and walked out of the study. She looked back at the desk in the study. "Don't sympathize with her. She deserves it."
"I was afraid that you would feel upset," Harold said honestly.
"Me?" Emily looked at him and asked, "Why do you think so?"
"Sorry, I shouldn't have said too much," Harold said woodenly.