"It's going to rain. Miss Emily, come in. I'll give Mr. Maury a call." Harold took out his phone and made a phone call while walking.
Emily nodded and walked away.
Sydnee asked, "Are you staying in the East Side tonight?"
Emily raised her head to look at the sky, "Well, if it rains, I will stay tonight. If not, we will hurry back overnight."
"Alright, then I'll go tidy up. We'll start tomorrow." Sydnee had a tremendous spirit. She was still wearing a long green dress, but her temperament was obviously different. Without the aloofness and coldness that used to come along with her, she seemed to be more energetic now.
"What's the matter?" Noticing that Emily had been staring at her, Sydnee couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and ask, "Is there something on my face?"
"One word." Emily wrote in her palm with fingers, "Beautiful."
Sydnee was speechless.
She was puzzled.
Harold, who had just hung up, was also dumbfounded.
