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.”

kind, vulnerable hearts, making it easy for them to blame

is done

about whether you were right

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

too kind would make you a

no way you could please

was no point in thinking

should stick to

your conscience was

the first to leave, with

had also arrived. A group of medical professionals in lab coats and

a matter

listening

children saw this, and rushed up to them at once. They blocked the door, refusing

father had admitted himself that he

man had just finished

what was

was no way they were going to let the Crawfords

were no match for the powerful force

a matter of seconds, all of the

of a fuss as they could. The police officers came

to back down, even when

a fuss insisting they were telling the truth and

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

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

people who didn’t know the truth, those words sounded like

the ward and their respective family members piped

this? That’s too much, they’re abusing