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 with

that moment, Violet was sprawled on the ground in a tangled mess, her well-fitted pencil skirt hiked up,

the surface, but who knew she was

not a decent woman at a glance… Hey, you, with

and then got thrown out? That

up, straightened

out? She had

rushed to the door handle of the private room

the door was

people around her

so angry that she almost fell backward.

without losing its

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

slightly, “It’s not Mr.

hand at Lawrence, “Master Lambert, 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 is crooked, no matter how

much the little girl had changed

adorable, seemingly oblivious to the ways of the

bullying

gained knowledge and

how could a child have experienced such

his head, dismissing the unrealistic thoughts from his

After falling ill, I realized

one’s life for art was worth it, but

becoming more tolerant and

visit me when you have time!” Lawrence got into the car that

assured him, “Don’t worry, after school, I’ll come and find you, Master Lambert.