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?”

harem spirit internally retorted, “I don’t believe a word you

passionate spirit wore a benevolent smile and said, “That’s not

making no progress, that’s called

believed that Lilly had a kind heart, but

pastry is quite good,” the passionate spirit suddenly

“What pastry? Where can

fell among

to some extent,

jar

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

Lawrence, and David engaged in casual conversation, while Lisa focused on serving food

wondered if everyone was intentionally excluding her, not even Lawrence paid much attention

felt a

and the focal point in any gathering. Now, she felt like she was

my teacher and

the wine glass was just to his

glass in her hand. She believed that Anthony wouldn’t refuse her toast, no matter how aloof he appeared. After all, it was a toast on

to refuse Violet’s toast from a social etiquette standpoint. After all, she was

and his slender fingers were about

over, brushed past Anthony’s chest, and

exclaimed, raising the glass and downing its contents in

finishing one glass, Lisa smacked her lips and poured herself another one. She bowed to Lawrence, saying, “Bottoms

body after the bow and

Everyone wore puzzled expressions.