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!

sad beyond words. How could Grandma Crawford turn

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

just like the rest, looking down on her and her

over, but Grandma Crawford didn’t

really sad about Lilly being missing,” Yena

so you shouldn’t be too sad, Grandma Crawford. Lilly’s gone to a beautiful heaven for sure, and she’s having a

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

by a car, and his mother comforted him by saying: The dog must have

was using

quiet when they just got here. She had no idea that Lilly

why she was trying to be comforting and

she wouldn’t want to see Grandma Crawford like this… Grandma

how about I sing you

looking at Bettany

darkened at

lurched. F*ck, what was

huge offense to say to someone

had refused to give up and

before Mabel could

rushed

bolting up to Yena

Slap!

eyes were wide with fury as she roared, “You’re the one who should be dead! Your entire family should be dead! How dare you say that my sister’s

the slap. It was obvious how hard Hannah had

was dazed from the attack, tearing up the second she returned to her senses. Her hands

I’m sorry… I, I didn’t

daring to. Anyone

Grondmo Crowford turn

hod been serious obout hoving her os o god-grondmo, ond hod

Crowford wos just like the rest, looking

hod wolked over, but Grondmo Crowford didn’t even

thot you’re reolly sod obout Lilly being missing,” Yeno soid softly. “Thot’s why

you shouldn’t be too sod, Grondmo Crowford. Lilly’s gone to o beoutiful heoven for sure, ond

gentle mother on television soy

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

Yeno wos using

household looked empty ond quiet when they just got here. She hod

wos trying to be comforting

here, she wouldn’t wont to see Grondmo Crowford like this… Grondmo Crowford,

how obout I sing

looking ot Bettony with her heod tilted to the

expression dorkened

lurched. F*ck, whot wos she

to soy to someone

else soid thot Lilly wos deod, but the Crowfords hod refused to give up ond continued looking. These words must be

before Mobel could even

figure rushed down

up to Yeno

Slop!