Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Violet, now fully conscious, found herself instantly facing the accusations of everyone in the room. David even dared to call her shameless, while Lawrence stared at her sternly. But what hurt her the most were Anthony’s words…

Violet quickly explained to Anthony, “Mr. Anthony, that’s not what I meant. I-I wasn’t trying to slander Mrs. Crawford…”

She tried to explain, but was suddenly interrupted by Lisa’s excited shout, “Get out!”

The room fell silent.

Anthony and Gilbert remained silent, knowing what Lisa was about to do.

David and Lawrence, on the other hand, assumed Lisa was also drunk and remained silent.

Then, to everyone’s surprise, Lisa reached out, grabbed Violet, and threw her out of the room.

Bang!

After tossing Violet out, Lisa sneered, closed the door, and locked it.

Silence filled the room.

David watched in astonishment! Mrs. Crawford had such strength?! She could lift Violet effortlessly? She looked so delicate!

Gilbert commented, “Lisa is being conservative today; usually, she lifts them with both hands.”

Anthony nodded, “Hmm… not bad, she knows how to pick her moments.”

Lilly, absentmindedly munching on her snacks, added, “Munch munch… Huh? Is the fight over? Munch munch…”

Outside the door, Violet couldn’t believe it. She was too shocked to even move for a good five seconds, maintaining her awkward landing position. It took her a while to regain her composure…

and passing guests stared at Violet

ground in a tangled mess, her well-fitted pencil skirt hiked up, revealing a pair of

guessed… She looked so proper on the surface, but who

a glance… Hey, you, with wandering

those hostesses, and then

embarrassed and angry, quickly stood up, straightened her skirt, and fixed

had been thrown out? She had

the door handle of the private room in a fit

the door was locked

from the people around her became

fell backward. Trembling, she hurriedly left the

but without losing its

with guilt and self-reproach, “I should have disciplined her. I apologize,

shook his head slightly, “It’s not Mr. Lambert’s

don’t think too much. My daddy says punishing oneself for someone else’s mistakes is unnecessary! And my granny says that if the root

seeing how much the little

was innocent and adorable, seemingly oblivious to

bullying with

knowledge and seemed

a child have experienced

his head, dismissing the unrealistic

grow up well. After

to believe that sacrificing one’s life for art was worth it, but I discovered it wasn’t

more tolerant and

you have time!” Lawrence got into the car that came

I’ll come