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!”

completely ruined by Violet’s words, and he was

doesn’t look good,”

her head. “No way! If you don’t believe me, hang this painting up, and it’ll surely sell for

The way this little girl try to comfort me

patted Lilly’s head and said, “In the 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

attentively, seeming

beautiful or not

opposite in the case of a famous painter. The painting remained the same, so

was to create something beautiful, something that pleases ourselves. Any artwork that 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 on

fact, few people could truly see the

this anymore, and even his eagerness

honest. On one hand, you’re telling me that beauty is subjective, and it depends on how we see it, while you care about what others view

seemed to have flashed across his mind. He

feet and helped Lawrence

I’m going to do acupuncture for

to his senses and refused quickly, “It’s

about acupuncture? I have a

that I was in a

else, while a wave of surprise hit

Gilbert nodded certainly this

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

some thoughts, it was normal that the Crawford family was keeping Lilly’s abilities a secret. If others were to find out that a three-year-old child was capable of treating her crippled grandmother, the scientists would definitely conduct researches

Lawrence regained hope in his recovery

and Hugh observed the scene with much interest. Gilbert was sitting on the couch and at this time,

Jonas. “Gilbert, what happened to Anthony?

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