Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Lisa downed three consecutive glasses of wine, noticing that Violet was still holding her glass. Violet pretending to be composed. “Oh… Mrs. Crawford, you’re so generous!” she exclaimed, feigning surprise. “I didn’t expect this at all! How rude of me, I apologize!”

As she spoke, Violet personally came over to pour Lisa another drink.

Lisa stared at her, fully aware of her intentions.

She may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but she wasn’t foolish either!

Lisa extended her hand, signaling Violet to pour.

Finally, after Lisa had consumed four glasses of wine, Violet reluctantly took a sip.

Lilly shook her head discreetly while eating.

This auntie, she thought to herself, is truly…

For a brief moment, Lilly felt sympathy for Violet.

Aunt Lisa is impossible to get drunk!

Violet had a smile on her face as she praised Lisa repeatedly. Watching Lisa drink glass after glass, a sneer formed in Violet’s heart.

Foolishness truly begets foolishness.

She was easily manipulated into drinking ten glasses of wine.

Although Violet had to accompany Lisa in the process, she had only consumed five glasses herself!

Violet started to feel a bit lightheaded, but she didn’t think it was a big deal. She had never been drunk before and believed she would be fine now.

Finally, Lisa put down her glass, and Violet, feeling a bit unsteady on her feet, returned to her seat.

Anthony brought over a glass of warm water and asked with concern, “Are you okay?”

Lisa revealed her ten pearly white teeth and replied, “I’m fine! It’s delicious!”

helplessness. He patted her shoulder and said, “Listen to me, drink some

fine, he was concerned about the excessive alcohol intake and its impact

her sober up faster—Anthony had witnessed Lisa’s remarkable digestive

Anthony’s caring gesture towards Lisa,

it was the effect of drinking a few glasses, but she foolishly remarked, “Mr. Anthony is

was

of roast duck, accidentally dropped his fork. He quickly picked it up and put it back in the bowl, looking at Violet

although somewhat intoxicated, immediately realized that everyone’s gaze

was that their relationship is truly admirable. I hope to

already

talk to Violet later. If she had any intentions

with the meal,” David quickly stood up to ease the awkwardness. “Mr. Anthony, I propose a toast! Thank you for your concern

up his

The atmosphere eased momentarily.

Anthony sat back down, Lisa leaned over

out directly, intending to take the white wine from

been drinking red wine

whiff of the aroma of the white wine, which

it was more expensive than red wine… she had to drink

she would be missing

all, Anthony had spent money to treat them. Not a

quick reflexes, grabbed Lisa’s hand. “No more drinking,” he reprimanded. “It’s

up. “Mrs. Crawford wants to drink. I’ll accompany her. It’s fine, Mr. Anthony. Let’s all

now fully

of white wine and poured a glass

poured herself a glass as well and took the initiative to drink first. “Mrs. Crawford, I toast

looked on in silence, he pressed his forehead, giving Lilly a look as if

look that said, “If you’re not going

silent once

in her heart: Hmph, fools

glasses consumed. This

win over Mr. Anthony? So many