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.”

vulnerable hearts, making it easy for them to blame themselves when they saw

done is done

were right or wrong. Don’t overcrowd that little head of

you,

too kind would make you a doormat, letting others

was no way you could please everyone at the same

there was no point in

stick to it! What could

your conscience was at peace

leave,

medical professionals in lab coats and scrubs

bed in a matter of seconds, before pushing him out

keep listening to the Reed children,

at once. They blocked the door, refusing to

admitted himself

just

didn’t know what was going on

was no way they were going to let the

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

of seconds, all of the Crawfords were

as they could. The police officers came

easy to see when one was blatantly refusing to back down, even when they were clearly

they were telling the truth and

teary eyes on his bed, wanting to wipe

this. They left soon after, telling the

truth, those words

in the ward and their respective family

much, they’re abusing their