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.

deserved Anthony, only she could be

a decorative vase, relying on

felt this resentful after losing to any woman with a hint

the doorbell rang

kicked out by Lisa earlier in the day, and having to deal with matters related to the art exhibition, Violet was exhausted both physically and mentally. Hearing the doorbell

is it?” she asked, glancing at the

man in a robe stood outside, and it took Violet a while to recognize

this her younger cousin Yash, who had become a

a rare

Lilly saw him and asked, “Violet, have you recently desired something that doesn’t belong to you and strayed from the

opened her mouth, feeling a mix of

“What nonsense are you spouting? Desiring something that doesn’t belong to

is not an issue, and I have suitors lining up. Why would I foolishly do something

feel

he get it

This shouldn’t be…

humble since encountering the little master, realizing that

divination, through

he looking for the

you’ve ever

and

was genuinely

she had ever seen immediately came to

being exceptionally handsome… Violet

know Anthony was Lilly’s uncle, hence