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…”

faint smile, “I recall Lawrence doesn’t have a

by Bettany’s statement.

Lambert’s student. We interact frequently,

she was

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

only that, Lawrence added, “David, show

Yarbrough, please take your leave.

setbacks, one after another, and now she

could she accept

she do

staying, Bettany might think she

sure you’ll understand that all of this is just

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

Lawrence’s house, and that Violet was his student, Bettany

doesn’t work on me. Why do you speak as if you’ve been misunderstood greatly? If someone can’t even prove their innocence, it’s either due to incompetence or their own impurity. Which

arms, her face

Lawrence all 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?

stunned this time, and Gilbert shared the

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

Lawrence pretended to tidy up the table, wipe the teacups, and David hastily pretended to

compared to one where a mother was helping her son with his homework, 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

that if the authors of those novels on her mother’s bookshelf saw such a mother-in-law, their fingers would be trembling as

wanted to offer an explanation several