Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 446 He’s Just a Child, Longing for a Mother

“Mmm… mmm…” Veronica McCarthy struggled.

The tablecloth in the café wasn’t particularly clean; it was spread on the tabletop every day, and the taste in her mouth was not very pleasant.

“I’ll count to three.” said Blake MacNeil as he removed the cloth from her mouth and then grabbed her right

hand.

“One, two…”

Veronica McCarthy hurriedly spoke, Tll talk!”

It was terrifying. She didn’t want her hand to be twisted again.

“I, I am the mother of Drake and Josh, I just wanted to get close to Anthony Crawford, really. I have no intentions towards you or Lilly Crawford, let alone any intention to harm Lilly Crawford…”

“It’s just that in the Crawford family, everyone adores Lilly Crawford. Anthony Crawford treats Lilly Crawford better than his own son, and that’s why I wanted to get close to Lilly Crawford…”

Blake MacNeil looked at her coldly, “How do you know my whereabouts?”

Veronica McCarthy opened her mouth and said, “You might not believe it when I say this, but… I can tell fortunes.”

Seeing skepticism in Blake MacNeil’s eyes and feeling the increasing pressure from his grip, she hurriedly added, “I’m serious, I really can tell fortunes!”

Blake MacNeil sneered at her, “Did you foresee that you would lose both hands today?”

was taken aback for

there was a

she could scream, the tablecloth

have any ideas about the Crawford family, or next time it will be

turned and walked

discern that Veronica McCarthy was telling the truth about why she was getting close to Lilly

she lied about how she knew

time, he realized that even if he were to twist her neck today, she wouldn’t dare reveal

well go back and

cafe counter, wiped his hands, and without looking back,

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receptionist at the counter had her

Upstairs.

and the pain had drained the color

still stuffed with the tablecloth, and she trembled

struggled to remove the tablecloth and then examined her hand… it was dislocated. and

you…” Her lips turned pale, and she cursed fiercely,

looked to the side and softly called out a few names of fairy beings, but

events couldn’t be left like this. She had fallen in love with Anthony Crawford

bedroom door, and overheard

asked, “Brother, is that doctor lady really our

his head, “You’re asking me? I

great compared to what he

Deep down, he still longed to have a mother. It wasn’t that the Crawford family was bad or that