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

done is done and

you were right

what others think of you, as

you a doormat, letting others step

was no way you could please everyone

was no point

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

as your conscience was

the first to leave, with

lab coats and scrubs came in pushing a brand-new stretcher.

changed the patient’s bed in a matter of

keep listening to the Reed children, all of them leaving

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

admitted himself that he

man had just finished surgery, and his mind was

know what was going

there was no way they were going

of course, a few people were no match

of seconds, all of the

officers came to hold

to back down, even when

kicked up a fuss insisting they were telling the truth and they had been wronged, passers-by

shaking with teary eyes on his bed, wanting

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

didn’t know the truth, those

patients in the ward and their respective family

too much, they’re abusing their power! How