Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Violet felt increasingly awkward and quickly came up with an excuse, “I had to keep an eye on the art exhibition in the morning, so I couldn’t free myself…”

Most people would have understood upon hearing this and given her some face.

However, Lilly broke the silence and pressed on, “That doesn’t make sense. Didn’t you just say that nothing was more important than Master Lambert?”

Violet fell silent, unable to utter a word. She felt choked, cursing this troublesome child in her mind. If it weren’t for Anthony’s sake…

But Lilly continued to probe, “Auntie Violet, which statement of yours is true?”

Violet’s throat immediately felt constricted, and a sharp pain surged in her chest. This little brat was intentionally doing this, no doubt about it!

Children over the age of six were the most detestable. At that age, they knew enough to launch attacks while pretending to be innocent, taking advantage of their age to make others feel embarrassed.

Violet could only look to Lawrence, her voice tinged with a grievance, “Mr. Lambert, I…”

Lawrence interrupted her before she could finish, waving his hand dismissively, “It’s alright, you don’t have to worry about it.”

Violet fell silent once again. Well, this was as good as confirming Lilly’s accusation of her being hypocritical, wasn’t it?

Violet felt a surge of grievance, especially with Anthony present.

Lilly didn’t press further, and the harem spirit turned to her, uncertain whether Lilly’s actions were intentional or unintentional.

The harem spirit carried this doubt back to the jar of souls and shared it with the other spirits.

The weakling spirit smiled, “Of course, it was unintentional, my dear. Who could be purer than our Lilly?”

“I don’t believe a word

passionate spirit wore a benevolent smile and said, “That’s not necessarily true. However,

innocent and making no progress,

but when the

the passionate spirit suddenly chimed in for no

ghost asked, “What pastry? Where

fell among

extent,

jar

had finished their meal. Lilly had developed a habit of eating

on serving food

the other hand, couldn’t find a way to join the conversation. She wondered if everyone was intentionally excluding her, not even Lawrence

felt a sourness in

past, she had always been the center of attention and the focal point in any gathering. Now, she

glass of wine, and stood up, “Mr. Anthony, I appreciate you hosting my teacher and showing him hospitality. Unfortunately,

wine glass was just to his right. He seemed to have no intention of

intently, stubbornly holding the wine glass in her hand. She believed that Anthony wouldn’t refuse her toast, no matter how aloof

gaze, considering that it wouldn’t be appropriate to refuse Violet’s toast from a social etiquette standpoint. After all,

fingers were about to

leaned over, brushed past Anthony’s

glass and downing its

glass, Lisa smacked her lips and poured herself another one. She bowed to

her body after the bow and raised

Everyone wore puzzled expressions.