Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Bettany cast a scrutinizing gaze upon Violet, her intentions of getting to know her nonexistent. In a nonchalant tone, she cautioned Lilly, “Lilly, refrain from speaking rashly. It’s best for children not to involve themselves in adult matters.”

Such young children uttering words such as “mistress” would only taint their innocent minds.

Lilly nodded obediently and replied, “I understand, Granny.”

Violet, on the other hand, caught only the word “Granny.”

As expected, the elderly woman was Bettany, Anthony’s mother and a member of the Crawford family.

Violet carried herself with even more elegance and grace, gently smiling as she spoke, “It’s alright, children have a tendency to joke around. I didn’t take it to heart…”

Bettany sneered, “But I did. Anthony is getting married soon, so it’s best you stay in your lane.”

Surprised, Violet asked, “They’re getting married already?”

Realizing her blunder, she quickly corrected herself, “I didn’t mean it that way. I mean, it’s just so unexpected. Well, congratulations in advance, Mrs. Crawford.”

She came closer and warmly linked her arm with Bettany’s, inviting her to take a seat, and said, “Please, have a seat! Is your future daughter-in-law Lisa? I’ve met her before. She’s a true beauty, with fair skin and a petite figure. I thought Mr. Anthony was only interested temporarily, but I didn’t expect them to be getting married…”

She praised Lisa’s appearance greatly, subtly insinuating a lack of good character, as if implying that Anthony’s attraction was purely superficial.

Bettany was left speechless. And they said she was “elegant and graceful”?

She either failed to understand the other person’s words or pretended not to.

Bettany withdrew her arm, coldly remarking, “Is this how you were raised? Getting touchy with other people while conversing with them? Plus, Lisa is not just beautiful. She possesses numerous inner qualities. Spare me the talk about great character. And besides, are you a member of the Lambert family? I nearly mistook you for the lady of this house…”

a faint smile, “I recall Lawrence

statement. I didn’t even say

me, I’m Mr. Lambert’s student. We interact frequently, just like

Lawrence interjected, “No, she was only a former

be his student to foster

that, Lawrence added, “David,

for Violet to leave, saying, “Ms. Yarbrough, please take your leave. My father

expression stiffened. She had encountered setbacks, one after another, and now she was being ushered away the moment

she

could she do other than leaving

insisted on staying, Bettany

you’ll understand that all of this is

drop her act, Bettany

they were at Lawrence’s house, and that Violet was his student, Bettany showed no

you speak as if you’ve been misunderstood greatly? If someone can’t even prove

arms, her

these years, is this the extent of your knowledge, pulling all this things only those lowlifes would do? Do you take me for a fool, or did your IQ dropped considerably today? Why are you pretending to be a

time,

two trembled, huddling together. Hugh, who had just arrived at the entrance, smoothly turned around and left

the teacups, and

and suddenly exploding in anger. To avoid being caught in the crossfire, everyone would hurry to make themselves busy—from sweeping the floors, wiping the tables to refraining themselves from using their phones and the

mother’s bookshelf saw such a mother-in-law, their fingers would

an explanation several times, but not a single