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.”

it easy for

done and you shouldn’t

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

less use caring about what others think of you, as long as you

a doormat, letting others step

you could please

was no point in thinking about

choice, so you should stick to it! What could other people do about

as your conscience

was the first to leave, with Lilly in

in lab coats and scrubs came in pushing a

in a matter of seconds, before pushing him

and keep listening to the

saw this, and rushed up to them at once. They blocked the door,

admitted himself that

just

was going on

no way they were going to let

of course, a few people were no match

of seconds, all of the Crawfords

officers came to hold them down, and they shouted that the police

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

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

on his bed, wanting to wipe his tears

telling the

didn’t know the truth, those words

the ward and their respective family members

they’re abusing their power! How