Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

And so, the two siblings eagerly indulged in their ice cream, completely engrossed at the moment, leaving behind the events that had just transpired.

Drake stood by, his young face serious, his eyes reflecting the same intensity one would find while taking an exam. Deep in thought, he pondered…

Would there be a little brother? Or perhaps a little sister? Maybe one of each?

If it were a little brother, he thought of the name Reason – for what reason, he wondered. And if there were two, then the names Comey and Goey came to mind. Yes, he approached this matter with great precision.

There were still many candidate names to consider: Feary – for what could be feared! Strivey – for what couldn’t be!

But what if it were a girl? Drake didn’t entertain that thought at the moment. Subconsciously, he had never imagined having another sister… just an annoying and headache-inducing little brother.

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Violet returned home in a state of disarray, staring at her reflection in the mirror, reminded of how she had been exposed by Lisa.

In a fit of anger, she grabbed a bottle of face cream and hurled it at the mirror.

“You bitch!” she cursed loudly, caring little about her appearance within the confines of her home.

“What’s so great about you? Just because you have some looks?”

“You’re nothing but an ignorant fool, making a spectacle of yourself everywhere. I want to see how long Mr. Anthony can tolerate you…”

Violet clenched her teeth, firmly believing that Lisa had resorted to unsavory means to win Anthony’s affection.

It was normal for men to be drawn to beauty, and she reluctantly admitted that she was not as beautiful as Lisa, nor did she have the same figure.

But she was smarter, more intellectual, successful in her career, and financially independent.

she deserved Anthony, only she could be his virtuous

Lisa? She was just a decorative vase, relying on

after losing to any woman with a hint of depth but losing

moment, the doorbell

to the art exhibition, Violet was

it?” she asked, glancing at the video

in a robe stood outside, and it

Yash, who had become a practitioner, seeking monasticism at such a young

the door, surprised. “What a

first time Lilly saw him and asked, “Violet, have you recently desired something that

her mouth, feeling a mix of anger and being

brow. “What nonsense are you spouting? Desiring something that doesn’t belong to me? Everything I pursue is noble and righteous. Would

not an issue, and I have suitors lining

couldn’t help but feel perplexed by her resolute

he get it

This shouldn’t be…

more humble since encountering the little master, realizing that it was normal for

up. According to his divination, through Violet, he might find the person he was looking

looking for the

girl you’ve ever

finished speaking and stared intently at

genuinely

she had ever seen

her ‘father’ being exceptionally handsome… Violet naturally

that Yash didn’t know Anthony was Lilly’s uncle, hence mistaking him for