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.”

making it easy for

done is done and you shouldn’t

to think too much about whether you were right or wrong.

you, as long as you know you’re being a good

you a doormat, letting others step all over

way you could please everyone at

there was no point in thinking

made a choice, so you should stick to it! What could other people

conscience

first to leave, with Lilly

A group of medical professionals in lab coats and scrubs came in pushing a brand-new stretcher. For

in a matter of seconds, before

Crawfords were not going to stay here and keep listening to the Reed children, all of them

at once.

if their father had admitted himself that he

still thought that their old man had just finished surgery, and his mind was

what was

no way they were

few people were no match for the

matter of seconds, all of the

Reed children then stooped to kicking up as big of a fuss as they could. The police officers came

see when one was blatantly refusing to back down, even

fuss insisting they were telling the truth and they

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

and policemen turned a blind eye to this. They left soon after, telling the

people who didn’t know the truth,

the ward and their respective family members

That’s too much, they’re