At least she hadn't told her that she actually liked Walter Schmidt, and loved him deeply!
"One day, I must tell her…" Emily Stone made up her mind. After all, they were friends, and she felt that she shouldn't hide it.
Once she had made up her mind, Emily felt slightly better. She changed clothes and walked out of the bathroom. Since she didn't have her glasses, she had to go out just like that.
When she reached the living room, she found the butler standing there as if he was waiting for her.
"Emily…" Frederick turned around and saw the woman in a form-fitting white shirt and trousers. Her stunningly beautiful face left him somewhat dazed, his eyes full of amazement, "Emily… Dr. Stone?!"
"Good morning, butler." Emily greeted with a smile.