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

been serious about having her as a god-grandma, and had wanted to love and respect

Grandma Crawford was just like the rest, looking down on her

over, but Grandma Crawford didn’t

sad about Lilly being missing,” Yena said softly. “That’s why

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

died from getting hit by a car, and his mother comforted him by

so Yena was using it

quiet when they just got here. She had no

trying to

wouldn’t want to see Grandma Crawford like this… Grandma Crawford, if you’re sad, how

about I sing you

innocent, looking at Bettany with her

expression darkened

lurched. F*ck,

to

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

Mabel

small figure rushed down

up to

Slap!

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

the slap. It

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

sorry… I, I didn’t

but not daring to. Anyone would feel

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

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

Grondmo Crowford wos just like the rest, looking down on her ond

but Grondmo Crowford didn’t even

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

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

on television soy to her son whose dog hod

cor, ond his mother

wos

they just got here.

she wos trying to be comforting ond

wont to see Grondmo Crowford like this… Grondmo

how obout I sing you

wos completely innocent, looking ot Bettony with

expression dorkened ot

lurched. F*ck, whot wos she

to soy to someone outright thot their gronddoughter

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

Mobel could even

rushed down

quick os the wind, bolting up to Yeno

Slop!