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…”

at Lawrence, sporting a faint smile,

by Bettany’s statement. I didn’t even

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

“No, she was only a former student of

She had just claimed to be his student to foster a closer relationship, but Lawrence

added, “David, show

take your

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

could she

she do other than

staying, Bettany might

don’t misunderstand me… Well, forget it. I’m sure you’ll understand that all of this is just a

that Violet was refusing to drop her act, Bettany could not hold back any

and that Violet was his

me. Why do you speak as if you’ve been misunderstood greatly? If someone can’t even prove their

crossed her arms, her face

those lowlifes would do? Do you take me for a fool,

this time, and Gilbert

had just arrived at the entrance, smoothly turned around and left the

table, wipe the teacups, and David hastily pretended to

caught in the crossfire, everyone would hurry to make themselves busy—from sweeping the floors, wiping the tables

novels on her mother’s bookshelf saw such a

several