Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

As Lilly soared through the air, carrying Lawrence with her, his heart swelled with exhilaration. It felt like riding a roller coaster in his younger days—a thrilling and exciting sensation.

When the wheelchair finally came to a stop, Lawrence’s heart continued to pound, but he felt considerably better overall.

“Thank you, young lady!” Lawrence happily patted Lilly’s hand.

Just then, David caught up, panting with his hands on his knees. “How did you both run so fast…”

Lilly pointed to the remote control in her hand. “Just press this button, and it’s good to go.”

David hesitated. “Uh…”

It turned out the wheelchair had malfunctioned and needed to be replaced. David immediately contacted someone to bring a new wheelchair.

Frowning and pouting, Lawrence said, “No need to change it; I think it’s just fine.”

David disagreed, still shaken by the previous experience. What if something happened with a wheelchair that fasts in the future?

Lilly opened her mouth as if to say something but ended up lightly touching her nose instead.

Gilbert noticed her guilty expression and couldn’t help but chuckle.

Before long, a new wheelchair arrived, accompanied by a woman in her mid-twenties.

“Mr. Lambert!” she exclaimed upon seeing Lawrence and hurriedly approached him.

It was Lawrence’s talented protégé, Violet—a renowned Impressionist painter who had already gained international acclaim at such a young age.

Lawrence hadn’t seen her in a while and was pleased to see her. “Violet, come here. This is your junior, Lilly.”

young Miss from the Crawford family as his

to seek treatment, and he didn’t bring Lilly with him, so not many people in

secretly approached Anthony, claiming to take Lilly under her wing

had rejected

resentful about it ever

put on a gentle expression and said, “So, you’re Lilly. I haven’t had a chance to meet you, but from now on, I’ll take care

but Violet’s words didn’t seem to have any obvious flaws. Surely, no one would think anything

is my first disciple, a talented one indeed. She’s

For some reason, Lilly

polite, the little girl awkwardly said, “Hello, Auntie

smile froze for a moment; being called “Auntie” didn’t sound good at

kids called her

say anything, and simply asked, “Mr. Lambert, you won’t

I’ll be relying

being gentle and a little

replied, “It’s not a trouble

go inside

Lawrence nodded.

this, a barely noticeable gleam of excitement appeared in Violet’s

Anthony was coming too!

She had guessed right!

had overheard David mentioning the need to replace

It was all destiny!

internationally renowned artist but also a talented woman admired by everyone in the industry. She was beautiful herself,

had joked that no one was worthy of her, except for Mr. Anthony of Crawford