Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

In Lawrence’s residence, Bettany still maintained her posture, sitting crossed arms on the couch and looking extremely irritated.

As the CEO of Crawford Holdings, Anthony seemed to have attracted quite a lot of attention.

The wedding must go on! It had to be a grand affair, known far and wide!

While Bettany contemplated these matters, everyone assumed she was still angry and dared not even breathe loudly.

Lilly held onto Gilbert’s arm, and he, in turn, wrapped his arm around her tiny figure, as they pretended to admire a painting.

“What are you two whispering about?” Bettany asked.

Instantly, Lilly, like a provoked kitten shook her head repeatedly, “Nothing, Granny! It’s really nothing!”

Granny is indeed powerful!

Lilly thought she should learn a thing or two from Bettany. If she encountered someone like King of Cities again, she could surely put him in his place without hesitation.

David smiled and said, “Well, Mrs. Crawford, would you like some tea?”

Bettany finally realized she had let her anger show and immediately put her hands down, sitting gracefully.

She smiled, “Sure, thank you.”

David said hurriedly, “Not a problem.” He could not help but think that Bettany was not only powerful with her words but also lightning-fast at changing expressions.

Lilly looked at the ruined painting and felt a pang of regret. She picked up a pen and attempted to salvage it… and turned the fallen watercolor into a cute little bee.

“Ta-da!” Lilly held up the painting. “Master Lambert, look! It’s beautiful now!”

ruined by Violet’s words, and he

look good,”

“No way! If you don’t believe me, hang this painting

was taken aback, amused by her words. The way this little girl try to comfort me is… well, straight to

world of arts, there’s a joke about a great master who painted a masterpiece and hung it in a gallery. People gathered in front of the painting, criticizing and calling it a mess. But then someone reminded them that it was a work by a great painter… and suddenly, everyone started

attentively,

beautiful or

beautiful, but it was the total opposite in the case

brings satisfaction to its creator should be considered the best. But then, we had abstract art, impressionism, and various schools popping up, each with their own teachings

could truly see

point to do this anymore, and even

that beauty is subjective, and it depends

this fleeting moment, something seemed to have flashed across

got up to her feet and

go. I’m going

to his senses

know about acupuncture? I have a low

Lawrence, do you remember that I was in a

at Lawrence without saying anything else, while a wave of

certainly this time

Hugh entered the room as well. “We don’t usually tell anyone about this, so we hope you can keep it known to yourselves

family was keeping Lilly’s abilities a secret. If others were to find out that a three-year-old child was capable

Lawrence regained hope in his

acupuncture for Lawrence, Bettany, David and Hugh observed the scene with much interest. Gilbert was sitting on

Anthony? Tell me! I promise I