Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 466 Finally Met My Mom

The elder stared at Josh, growing more and more satisfied as he showed him the rules at once!

Since he was going to be a descendant of the Mccarthy family, of course his surname was going to be Mccarthy as well and not Crawford! The Crawford family didn’t deserve the honor.

The elder did not wait for Josh to say anything, looking at another boy who was silent.

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The boy was slightly older, and had not said a word ever since he appeared. His expression was stern and drawn-in with an ice-cold aura, and looked slightly more powerful than Josh for sure.

The elder asked cheerfully, “You must be Drake Crawford! We’ll have your name changed too. You’ll be Drake Mccarthy.”

He had seen Lisa’s kids before when they were born, and the older child was not as pure as the younger one.

But from the looks of it now, he was pretty good-looking.

It was fine that his blood wasn’t pure. He had returned to the Mccarthys, and was going to work for them from now on.

Now, it seemed like the younger brother might be more gifted, but the older brother seemed to naturally exude the qualities of a leader.

Now that they had returned to the Mccarthy family together, the older brother would be able to help the younger brother out to bring the Mccarthy family to levels higher than ever before together.

The elder stroked his beard, plotting out the brothers’ futures clearly in his head just then.

Josh saw that there was nothing to hide anymore, and got straight to the point. “Who are you to the Mccarthy family? Was the woman in the dugout my mother?”

The elder did not feel angry at the boy’s displeased questions, instead feeling proud.

Yes, this should be the kind of presence a descendant of the witch gods should have!

He explained with a beam, “I’m the hundred and ninety-eighth family elder of the Mccarthys. My name is Steward Mccarthy! I’ll be your senior and mentor from now on, and will teach you everything I know!”

Steward glanced at Drake. “But she’s not important anymore… I’m announcing now that you, Drake Mccarthy, have been the hundred and ninety-eighth head of the Mccarthy family since you walked in here!”

He was moved by his own words, his eyes brimming with tears.

It had not been easy… this generation of the Mccarthys had not had a head of the family, but he had finally waited until one emerged!

Steward continued excitedly, “As the head of the Mccarthys, the first thing you must do is to forget everything in the past. That goes especially to those pesky emotions that will only

way of your growth! You shouldn’t even care too much about You’re the

for your family, it should be her honor that she gave birth to a descendant of the witch. gods like you! You shall never mention her again

Drake: …

Josh: …

talking

not get

Josh Mccarthy? What?

oldest uncle would never agree to changing Josh’s name. Neither would her grandma, or her grandpa, or her.

person so shameless? Talking all this nonsense, as if he was

of their

be

listening to Steward spout nonsense, either. He walked towards the

still not fully understood what happened back then, and was obviously not going to let Steward and Veronica go. “Watch over them,” he

Steward frowned at Lilly.

she see that he was talking to the head of the Mccarthy family, tugging at his shirt and telling him

raised by classless businessmen, with no manners

followed after them at

giggled. “Where

pale

at the gesture, almost wetting himself once

you see I’m your family

at the

asked, “What are you on about? Is there something wrong Who

with

your brain?

about to explode with rage. Yet the malignant spirits glowering at him did

a little averse to people he did not know. Steward would teach him personally how to take care of these spirits once he was in the

be a slave, he

Over on another end.

and Josh

had still been possible to see a little shadow or two outside, but that was out

been silent the entire time, tapped the mobile watch on his

Lilly marveled. “What a bright light, it’s even brighter

words, throwing away a

Drake: …

what she had much, much more powerful