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

done is done and

no need to think too much about whether you were right or

what others think of you, as

would make you a doormat, letting others

way you could

was no point in thinking about

stick to it! What could other

your conscience was at peace about

to leave, with Lilly in

in lab coats and scrubs came in pushing a brand-new stretcher.

changed the patient’s bed in a matter of seconds, before pushing him

here and keep listening to the Reed

to them at once. They blocked the door,

had admitted himself

old man had just finished surgery,

didn’t know what was going on

they were going to let

no match for the powerful force

matter of seconds, all

Reed children then stooped to kicking up as big of a fuss as they could. The police officers came to hold them down, and they shouted that the police force was protecting the rich

refusing to back down, even when they were clearly in the

people who truly believed they were right kicked up a fuss insisting they were telling the truth and they had been

shaking with teary eyes on his bed, wanting to wipe his tears but being unable to move. How sad, how

a blind eye to this. They left soon after, telling the Reed children, “We’re just

the truth, those

and their respective family

this? That’s too much, they’re abusing their power! How