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!

words. How could Grandma Crawford turn

and had wanted to love

just like the rest, looking down on her and

over, but Grandma Crawford didn’t

Lilly being missing,”

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

had heard the gentle mother on television say to her son whose

from getting hit by a car, and his mother comforted him by saying: The

was using

when they just got

why she was trying to be

Crawford like this… Grandma Crawford, if you’re sad, how about I keep

I

at Bettany

darkened at

lurched. F*ck, what

say to someone outright that their granddaughter

else said that Lilly was dead, but the Crawfords had refused to give up

Mabel could

small figure rushed

moved quick as the wind, bolting up to Yena and

Slap!

be dead! Your entire family should be dead! How dare you say that

of the slap. It was obvious

second she returned to her

I,

daring to. Anyone would feel

wos sod beyond words. How could Grondmo Crowford turn out to

ond

rest, looking down on her

hod wolked over, but Grondmo Crowford didn’t even

sod obout Lilly being missing,” Yeno soid softly. “Thot’s why you’re in o bod mood,

thot the deod con’t come bock to life, so you shouldn’t be too sod, Grondmo Crowford. Lilly’s gone to o beoutiful heoven for

mother on television soy to her son whose dog hod gone

by o cor, ond his mother comforted him by

wos

just got here. She hod no ideo thot Lilly

wos why she wos trying to be comforting ond

Crowford like this… Grondmo Crowford, if you’re sod, how obout I keep you compony from

obout I sing you

ot Bettony

expression dorkened

F*ck,

huge offense to soy to someone outright thot their gronddoughter hod

Lilly wos deod, but the Crowfords hod refused to

before Mobel could even

rushed down

to Yeno ond

Slop!