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.”

had kind, vulnerable hearts, making it easy for them to blame themselves when they

what’s done is done and you

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

caring about what others think of you, as long as you know you’re being a good

make you a doormat, letting others step

way you could please everyone at the

no point in

you should stick to it! What could other people

your conscience was at

was the first 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

them at once. They blocked

if their father had admitted himself that he had hit

that their old man had just finished surgery, and his

know what was going on

were going to let the Crawfords

a few people were no match for the powerful

a matter of seconds, all

could. The police officers came

when one was blatantly refusing to back down,

believed they were right kicked up a fuss insisting they were telling

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

after, telling the Reed

who didn’t know the truth, those words sounded

and their respective

That’s too much, they’re