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

done is done

whether you were right or wrong. Don’t overcrowd that

you,

would make you a doormat,

no way you could

was no point in thinking about

to

as your conscience was at peace about

leave, with

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

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

going to stay here and keep listening to the Reed children,

to them at once. They blocked the door, refusing

if their father had admitted himself that he had

that their old man had just finished surgery, and

what was going on

there was no way they were going to

a few people were no match for the powerful force the

a matter of seconds, all of

children then stooped to kicking up as big of a fuss as they could. The police officers came to hold them down, and they shouted that

when one was blatantly refusing to back down, even when they were clearly in the

believed they were right kicked up a fuss insisting they were telling the truth and they

with teary eyes on his bed, wanting to wipe his tears but being unable to

this. They left soon after, telling the Reed children, “We’re

didn’t know the truth, those words

other patients in the ward and their respective family

too much, they’re