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 and

too much about whether you were

caring about what others think of you, as long

too kind would make you a doormat, letting others step all

was no way you could please everyone at

there was no point in thinking

choice, so you should stick to it! What

long as your conscience was

the first to leave,

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

bed in a matter of seconds, before pushing him

were not going to stay here and keep listening to the Reed

at once. They blocked the door, refusing to let

their father had admitted

their old man had just finished surgery, and his mind was still

know what was

way they were going

no

of seconds, all

they could. The police officers came to hold them down, and they shouted that the police force was protecting the rich

blatantly refusing to back down, even when they were

truly believed they were right kicked up a fuss insisting they were telling the truth and they had been wronged, passers-by would just

old man shaking with teary eyes on his bed, wanting to wipe his tears but

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

the truth, those words sounded like

other patients in the ward and their

much, they’re abusing