Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 203 Lovestruck Polly

Tioga International Airport, South City.

Lilly held up a card with a cartoon flowchart that Blake had hand–drawn for her. It showed a sizable airplane first, then a truck, a conveyor belt for luggage, and so forth.

Zachary was uninterested as he trailed Lilly. He had his phone in his hand and was engaged in intense battling in–game. He roared, “Bring it on, you idiot!”

Due to the headphones he was wearing, he was unable to gauge the volume of his own voice. The passersby turned around and gazed at him in surprise.

Lilly quickly waved her hand and apologized, “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. My brother is too rude.”

As she said that, she took the bread out of her bag and stuffed it into Zachary’s mouth.

Zachary mumbled, “Hmmm!”

He continued to mumble, but no more offensive words came from his mouth.

Lilly followed the hand–drawn map to collect her luggage and reunite with Polly.

Polly was sent out with pet transportation, where it was in the care of a professional pet carrier.

Polly and another parrot were having a lively conversation, or more accurately, Polly was doing all the talking.

The other bird was a cockatiel parrot. It looked beautiful with its light yellow feathers and smooth crown line. It also had two round red spots on its cheeks just below its eyes, which made its cheeks look pinkish.

“Hello, hi there; did you just wake up?” Polly spread its wings in front of the cockatiel parrot.

That parrot simply ignored Polly.

Lilly said softly, “Polly…”

Polly showed his shining green feathers to the cockatiel parrot again. It said, “Why did you not say anything? Can’t you talk? Oh my gosh! I must teach you then!”

Lilly was speechless.

Polly continued, “Hey, listen to me; you must have a crush on me. If you don’t…I’ll think of something else.”

Lilly called out to the parrot again, “Polly…”

Polly shook its feathers, leaned slightly forward, and got closer to the cockatiel parrot’s cage. It said, “I don’t think you’re the right parrot to date, hmm… but you’re the right parrot to marry me.”

finally lost it, and it shouted, “I’m a

said, “Let’s go. Quick, we have

who were standing nearby were holding their laughter in until they finally

was so embarrassed. She quickly grabbed Polly’s cage, strided forward,

scene.

extended statement in gibberish once they were outside the

terminal.

had a “you won” expression on her face. She asked solemnly, “Polly, did

and said, “I

signs outside while pulling the suitcase with one hand while holding the fruit and unfinished cake in the

with earphones on and casually

secret agents who pretended to be “ordinary people” in the crowd. All of them wore eyeglasses with

computers in the Crawford Mansion, each receiving real–time surveillance footage

and a somber expression on his face, but he was secretly sneaking glances at Blake’s computer. He asked with a long face, “We’ve agreed that we will

even bothering to raise his head, “Dad, I’ll believe you if you try a little harder to hide that you’re peeking

Hugh was taken aback.

monitoring a spy with my camera. I didn’t send someone specifically to

he said, “I’ll believe you if the focus of your lens

Bettany, who yelled, “Move!

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silent. He lost

to watch this scene. She chided angrily, “My goodness! I should’ve beaten him

stared

has the nerve to boss around my

out

ready to destroy the rival’s crystal. Suddenly, his phone went black. Zachary looked puzzled, and he became

on earth does the internet need to go down now? God, are you

“Mister, how much would it cost to take

he turned to look, he saw only two children and no adults. He shifted his gaze and

trying to scam her. The little one fell into a dilemma,

The cabbie was astounded.

aside whether I’m trying to scam her; this kid is a great negotiator and tried to reduce the price from 500 to

never mind; I’ll take you there for 250 bucks. I’m not profiting off of

said, “Mister, you can ask for 250 dollars for a ride, but I couldn’t pay that, alright? Daddy said that

sensed something was not right. He grumbled, “Hey, it’s fine if you

sternly, “Mister, don’t drive at night, all right? If you do it too