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 them to blame themselves when they saw pitiful

what’s done is done and you shouldn’t look

whether you were right

about what others think of you, as

would make you a doormat, letting others step all over

way you could please everyone

there was no point in thinking

choice, so you should stick to it!

as your conscience was at peace

first to leave,

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

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

to stay here and keep listening to the Reed children,

at

their father had admitted himself

man had just

was going on at

they were

were no match

seconds, all of the Crawfords were

stooped to kicking up as big of a fuss as they could. The police officers

one was blatantly refusing to back down, even when they

right kicked up a fuss insisting they were telling the truth

with teary eyes on his bed, wanting

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

people who didn’t know the truth, those

and their

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