Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

The old man opened his mouth, preparing to insist that the Crawfords hit him.

Yet upon speaking, he found himself telling the truth. “It was my fault. I was going too fast on my motorcycle…”

“I’m old, you know… I… I saw the car coming and couldn’t react in time, so I hit it…”

The words left his children in shock!

His oldest daughter hopped to her feet, fuming. “Dad, what are you going on about?”

The oldest son was frustrated as well. “Don’t be scared of them, they’re trying to trap you into giving them an answer they want!”

The second son, who was the guy in the gray T-shirt from the start, said, “Dad, your mind’s still foggy, isn’t it? They parked the car by the side of the road, how was it your fault?”

The children piped up one after the older, blaming their father for saying the wrong thing.

The old man opened his mouth wanting to say something, but ended up keeping silent.

He could not do anything amidst his children’s frustration. He was a patient who had just come out of a surgery, but could only lay there with trembling lips as his children berated him.

Helpless and pitiful.

Lilly stared at the sight before her in a daze. Had she done the right thing?

The truth amulet had, indeed, gotten the old man to tell the truth.

But because he had told the truth, he had ended up getting yelled at by his children— which mean Lilly was to blame for this.

She had thought that she had been doing the right thing, but that didn’t seem to be completely the case.

Blake carried her into his arms. “I know what you’re thinking about.”

for them to blame themselves when they saw pitiful

what’s done is done and you

about whether you were right or wrong. Don’t overcrowd that

what others think of you, as long as you know

too kind would make you a doormat, letting others step all over

you could please everyone

point in

to it! What could

as your conscience was at

to leave, with Lilly in his

had also arrived. A group of medical professionals in lab coats and scrubs came in pushing a

the patient’s bed in a matter of

to stay here and keep listening to the Reed children, all of them

at once. They blocked the door, refusing to

father had admitted himself that he

old man had just finished surgery,

was

was no way they were going

few people were no match for the powerful force the Crawfords

seconds, all of the

could. The police officers came to hold them down, and they shouted that

was easy to see when one was blatantly refusing to back down, even when

fuss insisting they were telling the truth and they

old man shaking with teary eyes on his bed, wanting to wipe his tears but being

policemen turned a blind eye to this. They left soon after, telling the Reed children, “We’re just acting by the law. You

didn’t know the truth, those words sounded like

the ward and their respective family members piped up at

too much, they’re abusing their power! How