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…

waitstaff and passing guests stared at Violet

well-fitted pencil skirt hiked up, revealing a pair of X-shaped panties that sharply contrasted with her

never would have guessed… She looked so proper on the surface, but who knew she was

a glance… Hey, you, with wandering eyes! Need some

one of those hostesses, and then got

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

thrown out?

had she ever been so humiliated? She rushed to the door handle of the private

was locked from

from the people around her became

so angry that she almost fell backward. Trembling, she hurriedly left the

without losing

leaving, Lawrence apologized with guilt and self-reproach, “I should have disciplined her. I apologize, Mr.

his head slightly, “It’s not

unnecessary! And my granny says that if the root is crooked, no matter

moved, seeing how much the little

innocent and adorable, seemingly oblivious

bullying with

were different. She had gained knowledge

could a child have experienced

dismissing the unrealistic thoughts from his

and said kindly, “Lilly, grow up well. After falling ill, I realized that there’s nothing

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

chuckled, becoming more tolerant

time!” Lawrence got into the car that came to pick him

I’ll come