Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Bettany’s verbal demolition left Mabel with no pride at all!

She couldn’t even say a single word, hurriedly pushing the giftbox in her hands out and squeezing out a smile. “Old Mrs. Crawford, I just heard Blake say that you missed your granddaughter too much to the point where it was affecting your health. That’s why I came all this way to see you in hopes of helping you feel a little better… Health is the most important aspect of life no matter what. I don’t think Lilly would want to see you in this state when she comes back either!”

Bettany nodded. “You’re right.”

Mabel heaved a sigh of relief to herself, her expression creased with sadness. “I know how you feel. I’m a mother too, I know how it feels to not be able to see your child.”

Bettany glanced at her. She tossed the giftbox onto the coffee table, as if she was handling a packet of crackers.

Yena said at once, “Grandma Crawford, Mom spent so long choosing this gift. It really is pretty!”

Bettany glanced at the child before her, not knowing where to start.

It had to be said that the apple didn’t fall far from the try.

This kid was about the same age as Lilly, but had learnt things that she shouldn’t be learning from her mother and developing the same bad habits. She had not gone wrong… she had been wrong from the start.

“Is it? I don’t believe so!” Bettany said.

Yena went over at once, innocently leaning against Bettany as she opened the box.

“It’s a purple bracelet. Look, Old Mrs. Crawford, isn’t it pretty?” Yena’s eyes shone as she turned to look at Bettany.

Bettany leaned forward. She merely glanced at the bracelet once, and said, “It’s not bad. I’d give a bracelet like this to the family chef, or one for each of the house maids on their birthday. It still works.”

Mabel: …

Yena: …

There was a floor-to-ceiling glass attic in a corner of the second floor, and Lilly stuck out half her head to eavesdrop.

There was another head right above hers. It was Josh.

On top of Josh’s head, was Hannah’s.

Behind Hannah’s head…

Were the uncles and Lilly’s dad, in varied positions of crossing their arms or leaning against the wall.

They watched the old lady, firing at full force: …

Who would have thought that the old lady would be such a master of insults! She was truly skilled!

Lilly: I’ve learnt something new again!

Yena’s face flushed as she lowered her head like her mother.

As she was a child, she did not really realize the hidden jabs in Bettany’s words. All she thought was that Grandma Crawford was looking down on her and her mother.
Bettany’s verbal demolition left Mabel with no pride at all!

Grandma Crawford turn

having her as a god-grandma, and had wanted to love and respect her in the

the rest, looking down on her and her

had walked over, but Grandma Crawford didn’t

really sad about Lilly being missing,” Yena said softly. “That’s why you’re in a

said that the dead can’t come back to life, so you shouldn’t be too sad, Grandma Crawford. Lilly’s gone to a beautiful heaven for sure, and she’s

was what she had heard the gentle mother on television say to

and his mother comforted him by saying: The

so Yena was using it

household looked empty and quiet when they just got here. She had no idea that Lilly

why she was trying to be comforting and

want to see Grandma Crawford like this… Grandma Crawford, if you’re sad, how about I keep you company

about I

expression was completely innocent, looking at Bettany with her head tilted

expression darkened

chest lurched. F*ck, what

to say to someone outright that

Lilly was dead, but the Crawfords had refused to give up and continued looking. These words must be terrible to

Mabel could even

small figure rushed

wind, bolting up to

Slap!

the one who should be dead! Your entire family should be dead! How dare you

force of the

second she returned to her senses. Her hands

sorry… I, I

daring to. Anyone would feel sorry at

could Grondmo

os o god-grondmo, ond

wos just like the rest, looking down on her

Grondmo

being missing,” Yeno soid softly.

deod con’t come bock to life, so you shouldn’t be too sod, Grondmo Crowford.

she hod heord the gentle mother on television soy

little boy’s dog hod died from getting hit by o cor, ond his mother comforted him by

wos using it

ond quiet when they just got

trying to

still here, she wouldn’t wont to see Grondmo Crowford like this… Grondmo Crowford, if you’re sod, how obout I keep you

how obout I sing you o

innocent, looking ot Bettony

expression dorkened ot

lurched. F*ck, whot

o huge offense to soy to someone outright thot their

Lilly wos deod, but the Crowfords hod refused to give up ond

before Mobel

smoll figure rushed down

os the wind, bolting up to Yeno ond londing o horsh

Slop!