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!”

a smile. His mood had been completely ruined by Violet’s words, and he

still doesn’t look good,” he

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

words. The way this little girl try to comfort me is…

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 reminded them that it was a work by a great painter… and suddenly, everyone started complimeting it and started searching

listened attentively,

something was beautiful or not depended on

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

then, we had abstract art, impressionism, and various schools popping up, each with their own teachings on how to paint abstractly or impressionistically. People no longer see beauty as what they personally feel but as what others want them

could truly see the world with their

point to do this anymore, and even his eagerness to

twinkling as she said, “Master Lawrence, you’re not 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

In this fleeting moment, something seemed to have flashed across his mind. He was getting

up to her feet and helped Lawrence back to

let’s go. I’m going to

back to his senses

would this little girl know about acupuncture? I have a low pain

do you remember that I was in a wheelchair three years ago? Lilly was

at Lawrence without saying anything else, while

nodded certainly this time

Hugh entered the room as well. “We don’t usually tell anyone about

others were to find out that a three-year-old child was capable of treating her crippled grandmother, the scientists would definitely

Lawrence regained hope in his recovery

observed the scene with much interest. Gilbert was sitting on the couch

text from Jonas. “Gilbert, what happened to Anthony? Tell