Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

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Chapter 875 She Was At Perfect Liberty

Lilly deliberately searched for it, but she didn’t expect to hear a phrase of “so what“.

“However, she is your own daughter!” Lilly’s heart ached.

However, Gloria nodded as a matter of course, “I know she is my daughter, and I wouldn’t be like this if it wasn’t someone else.”

“The daughter I gave birth to is a lump of flesh that fell from my body… I am at perfect liberty to do what I

want…

Gloria still could not figure out why she was imprisoned for seven years.

The child she gave birth to was her own decision, she was the mother who gave birth to her and raised her, so it was her right to deal with it.

“Isn’t it normal for parents to beat their children since ancient times…” Gloria felt more and more aggrieved the more she thought about it, “Shouldn’t she be beaten for stealing food? If I did not beat her, she wouldn’t remember the lesson!”

She still stole food at home, so she was born to be a cheap bone.

Lilly understood that talking too much was useless.

What she wanted to know was why she committed violence.

Sometimes it was just because of a concept, sometimes it was just because of an innocuous little thing

“Then today, you don’t feel that you are guilty towards Leigh,” Lilly stared at her, wanting to see if there was any trace of remorse in her eyes that was stubborn or dared not admit it.

Unfortunately… No.

again, and said obediently, “I know I was wrong.

was said very slickly, she probably had said it countless times just to deal with it, but there was no trace of regret that should

gave birth, no one else can control it! She could do whatever she wanted, she gave Leigh a life, even if she killed her, she should

and effect, reincarnation is not empty.

she said softly, “Dad, let’s

chair back to its original place,

her father’s shoulder,

thinking that good people

she discovered that this was not the case. The more she watched,

getting into the car, Lilly took out her pen of judgment, and was

the street, a woman suddenly

did you run away by yourself! How many times have I told you not to run around by yourself and you still

her three or four–year–old daughter in the street, and still slapped her in

said angrily, “Are you going to die? You wished

helpless little girl burst into

close persuaded, “Oh, it’s not good to slap someone

you shouldn’t

she was

go! Don’t you like to run around and play?

she

after her, crying heartbreakingly and

and called the father of

soon as I turned around,

up and take her away, I

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