**
When Emily got out of the car, she looked back.
Harold asked, "What's wrong, Miss Emily?"
"Nothing." Emily withdrew her gaze.
She walked into the Britt's. The butler and Susan greeted her at the entrance. She nodded slightly and entered the living room without saying anything.
Harold came in and walked to the sofa, whispering to her, "It's Eliot."
"I see. Go rest. If Noah gets any progress, let me know," she said expressionless.
"Sure."
Emily stayed in the living room for a moment. Susan brought her hot milk and fruit. Then she asked, "Are you tired? Would you like to go upstairs and rest?"
"No."
"I'm at your service." Susan turned around and entered the kitchen.
"OK."
After sitting on the sofa for a while, she walked out of the living room. She ignored the butler's confused gaze and left the house. Then, she asked Eliot, who was still across the road, "Would you like to come in for a cup of tea?"
The butler was stunned.
