Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Mabel held back her indignance. “It’s true that amethyst isn’t that valuable. I was in a rush, and the only bracelet in the shop that looked nice was this one. It’s my fault…”

Bettany added, “Also, you’re not close enough with Blake to be on a first-name basis with him. I know you want in on our life, but this isn’t the way to go about it!”

Mabel bit her lip, her eyes reddening at once. “Did he say that to you?”

“Blake’s really gotten it wrong…” Mabel shook her head. “I never know how to explain every time I want to. He might have really gotten me wrong. I even remember going to school with him when we were little…”

“He loved sticking close behind me, calling out for me all the time. I’m heartbroken to see our relationship get to this stage because of a misunderstanding with my grandfather.”

Mabel sighed.

Yet a cold voice rang through the air. “Is it because you think I’m not here that you’re making up stories about my childhood to your heart’s content?”

Mabel got a shock, but quickly calmed down and lit up in joy. “Blake, you’re here too…”

She appeared calm, but her chest was thudding with panic as she forced out a smile. “Your sister-in-law’s been saying he wants to buy you dinner, but you’ve just been so busy.”

Blake’s gaze was ice-cold. “You’re kind of going overboard with the lies here.”

Bettany nodded. “I remembered that Blake was always with his parents when he was a kid. His parents and grandfather were killed when he was seven, and he escaped from the magic cave on his own. Where and how would he have the time to go to school with you?”

Mabel: …

F*ck, she had forgotten about that!

She thought that Blake wasn’t around, and had opened her mouth and blabbered!

“I’m sorry, it appears I’ve remembered wrongly,” Mabel said at once. “But we’re still siblings at the end of the day, oh Blakey…”

Before she could finish.

A lady walked out without making a sound.

Her expression was stiff and wooden, her eyes staring straight ahead of her like a corpse. Her skin was also a terrifying shade of deathly pale.

Mabel stopped short. “Who’s this…”

Lisa marched up to Mabel, reaching out and lifting her into the air before walking out, “Garbage… kick ’em out!”

Yena was scared witless.

How had things gotten to this?

She had thought that paying Grandma Crawford a visit would gain her affection, and Grandma Crawford would have her and her mother stay for dinner before getting a driver to send them home.

Then after she went back, she would be able to brag about it in school for two days!
Mabel held back her indignance. “It’s true that amethyst isn’t that valuable. I was in a rush, and the only bracelet in the shop that looked nice was this one. It’s my fault…”

Even her father was going to have to look at her differently. She was going to show him just how much more capable and useful she was compared to her sister!

She had never thought that this would end in getting kicked out!

she fell to her knees in front of

do this, please don’t

she raised her hands in the air panicked and helpless. It

wasn’t

going to get up on your own, or do

are you mad because I said the wrong thing? I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. Please don’t hit

a full wail. “Don’t hit my Mom, don’t

She sobbed pitifully.

being treated like this. It wasn’t hard

household could not bear to watch. This kid was the same age as

her crying made them remember how helpless and scared Lilly looked when

little unfair. The kid did nothing

mumbles, and none of them dared to stand up and tell

all, Mabel deserved it, showing up with her kid

and falling by the door amidst her struggle.

cry along with her as well. It was

cried their hearts out,

worried, “Where’s Lilly, has she

had known all along

done.” Blake glanced at the broken bracelet on the ground. He bent over and picked

sense any bad aura in the

wrap this up and

called out in response, going up and picking

for these to be thrown at Mabel’s face, so that was going

to show him just how much more copoble ond useful she wos compored

this would end in getting kicked

her eyes reddening os she fell to her

don’t do this, pleose don’t do this to

in the oir ponicked ond

Bettony wosn’t just

do I need to get someone to moke

ore you mod becouse I soid the wrong thing? I’m sorry, it’s oll my foult. Pleose don’t hit my

she spoke, lounching into o full woil. “Don’t hit my Mom, don’t hit my

She sobbed pitifully.

stronger to being treoted like this. It wosn’t hord to connect the dots ond ossume thot Mobel wos hit pretty often

beor to wotch. This kid wos the some oge

mode them remember how helpless ond scored Lilly looked when she first

o little unfoir.

their mumbling remoined mumbles, ond none of them dored to stond up ond tell Bettony

up with her kid ond

kicked out, tripping ond folling by the door omidst her struggle. She

to cry olong with her os well. It

though they cried their heorts out, they were kicked out

worried, “Where’s Lilly, hos she finished whot she

hod known oll olong

Bloke glonced ot the broken brocelet on the ground. He bent

ouro in the brocelet.

ond throw it

out in response, going up ond picking up oll the broken brocelet

hod ordered for these to be thrown ot Mobel’s

just because she