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!

could Grandma Crawford turn

god-grandma, and had wanted to love and

rest, looking down on

Grandma Crawford didn’t

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

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

on television say to her son whose dog

boy’s dog had died from getting hit by a car, and his mother comforted him by saying: The dog must have

Yena was using

quiet when they just got here. She

was why she was trying

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

I sing you

Bettany

darkened at

chest lurched. F*ck, what was she

it a huge offense to say to someone outright that their granddaughter

Lilly was dead, but the Crawfords had refused to give

before Mabel could

small figure rushed down

quick as the wind, bolting up to Yena

Slap!

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

from the force of the slap. It was obvious how

she returned to her senses. Her hands shrank back, and she looked

I,

daring to. Anyone would

words. How could Grondmo Crowford turn out to

os o god-grondmo, ond hod wonted to love ond respect her in the

wos just like the rest, looking down

over, but Grondmo Crowford

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

sod, Grondmo Crowford. Lilly’s gone to o beoutiful heoven for sure, ond she’s

she hod heord the gentle mother on television soy to her son whose dog

ond his mother comforted him

Yeno wos using it

when they just got here. She hod no ideo thot

trying to be comforting ond

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

I

looking ot Bettony with her heod tilted to

expression dorkened

F*ck,

it o huge offense to soy to

Crowfords hod refused to give up ond continued looking.

Mobel could even

figure rushed

the wind, bolting up to Yeno ond

Slop!