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

done

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

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

too kind would make you a doormat, letting

was no way you could please everyone at the same

no point in

to it! What could other people do about

as your conscience

leave, with Lilly in his

team had also arrived. A group of medical professionals in lab coats and scrubs came in pushing a brand-new stretcher. For some reason, they looked

matter of seconds, before pushing him

keep listening to the Reed children, all of them

up to them at once. They blocked the door, refusing

had admitted himself that he had hit

had just

was going on at

was no way they were going

course, a few people were no match for the powerful force the Crawfords

of seconds, all of the Crawfords were

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

when one was blatantly refusing to back down, even when

fuss insisting they were telling

wanting to wipe his tears

a blind eye to this. They left soon after, telling the Reed children, “We’re just acting by the law. You can make a report if

people who didn’t know the truth, those

their respective

That’s too much, they’re abusing their