Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 477 Aunt Lisa’s First Sentence

Suddenly, Lisa’s face turned pale, causing her to abruptly rise from the bed before collapsing back onto it

ially was alarmed, rushing to grasp her hand and asking, “Aunt Lisa?”

Lisa’s eyes remained fixed, devoid of any response.

Pablo was slightly taken aback, questioning, “Is she dead?”

Lilly shook their head, asserting, “That’s impossible!”

Just moments ago, while sitting on the edge of the bed awaiting her aunt, Lilly had silently counted, confirming that her aunt was perfectly fine.

She could not possibly be dead.

“Aunt Lisa…” Lilly shook her hand, urging, “Please, get up quickly.”

Lisa’s eyes flickered, gazing blankly at Lilly, before swiftly sitting up with a whoosh, displaying remarkable agility./

This time, it was Lilly’s turn to be stupefied.

“Aunt Lisa?” Lilly waved his hand.

Lisa stared at her hand intently, then after a moment, she hesitantly lifted her face and waved her hand in

response.

Lilly’s mouth gaped open wide.

Wow, my aunt is doing so well!

“Let’s go, let’s go eat!” Lilly exclaimed, pulling Lisa along to hurry outside.

Arthur, who was following behind, felt utterly perplexed. Didn’t she call for him?

He had heard her calling his name from outside.

He should have arrived when Lilly called out the first time, yet he only made it there after the second time. Could it be that he was moving too slowly, and had Lilly already resolved the issue on her own?

I’ll pay more attention next time!

Bettany and the others were waiting in the dining room on the first floor and finally saw Lilly running down holding Lisa.

Everyone was taken aback and started teasing, joking about how Africans had suddenly transformed into Western Europeans.

Bettany, on the other hand, felt sheer terror, her already pale face now even paler than her uncle’s, who had been deceased for three days.

It was said that white can mask all ugliness, and despite Lisa’s newfound paleness, one could sull vaguely make out her human features, no longer resembling a charred and horrifying “ghost”

In a dazed state. Josh asked, “So, was my mother black because she hadn’t taken a bath for ten years?”

Drake’s mouth twitched, and he retorted, “Shut up…”

Lilly sat down, shaking his head, and explained, “No, I killed the parasite in Aunt Lisa’s heart, and that’s why she turned pale.”

Bettany was astonished.

What kind of whitening formula was,this?

tempted to try it out for

Bettany gestured

she seemed to be the same as before. When they arrived at

come back later, and we can have

was afraid that rushing Lisa to the

staircase railing, observing from a distance, and couldn’t resist commenting on hearing the conversation: “Hello, everyone! I’m

Everyone was quiet.

unable to bear it any

turned around and flew

chair, “Aunt

and she

can finally eat with peace of mind. The bowl in front of Lisa is filled to the brim, the rice is compacted, and the meat and vegetables on

“Lisa, let’s start

as she had done before. However, this time she noticed Lisa lower her

her multiple times to eat, Lisa seemed to have figured out a way to eat and buried her face in the rice

“Nom… Nom… Nom…”

ate quite

Everyone was surprised.

Hugh’s fork

not help but wonder if she was

quickly finish a bowl of rice, but if she

and gestured for Lisa to look

face covered in rice grains, Bettany reluctantly grabbed a tissue

her.

took charge

like

how to use it while picking up

followed suit with her

then at Lilly, her

before she could learn, Lilly and Josh stopped

done teaching, I can’t

eat either…

Drake scoffed: “So boring,”

Lisa, appearing hesitant

silently observed, then whispered, “I’ll

spoke, Lisa gazed at him as if she had just noticed

was agile, slim, and strong, capturing Lisa’s attention as she stared intently

the fork,” Anthony

her hand and examined

on the table and hesitantly grabbed

to correct her and adjusted her grip, saying, “Don’t hold it like that, you

fingers, aligning them properly on the

your index finger, don’t

stared at her hand…

including Anthony was

two fingers

fork, don’t twist your hands behind your back,

tradition handed down by our ancestors.

“Got it?”

to see if

Unfortunately, not.

stared blankly at

her chin thoughtfully and questioned, “Uncle, do you think Aunt

Anthony, “It’s my bad…”

to talk yet,