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.”

had taken in the young Miss from the Crawford family as his

to leave to seek treatment, and he didn’t bring Lilly with him, so not many people in their circle knew about

secretly approached Anthony, claiming to take Lilly

Anthony had

been resentful about it

Lilly, she put on a gentle expression and said, “So, you’re Lilly. I haven’t had a chance

have any obvious flaws. Surely, no one

is my first disciple, a talented one

For some reason, Lilly inexplicably thought

polite, the little girl awkwardly

for a moment; being called “Auntie”

kids called her

simply asked, “Mr. Lambert, you won’t be going out this

be relying on you for Mr.

alternated between being gentle and a little mischievous, looking at Gilbert

calmly replied, “It’s not a trouble at

inside for now. My older brother

Lawrence nodded.

this, a barely noticeable gleam

Anthony was coming too!

She had guessed right!

overheard David mentioning the need to replace the wheelchair, so she

It was all destiny!

but also a talented woman admired by everyone

one was worthy of her,