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!”

by Violet’s words, and he was actually hurt by what

still doesn’t look good,” he

me, hang this painting up, and

her words. The way this little girl try to comfort me is… well, straight to the

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

attentively,

something was beautiful or not

the total opposite in the

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 how to paint abstractly or impressionistically. People no longer see beauty as what they personally feel

truly see

was no point to do this anymore, and even his

you’re not honest. On one hand, you’re telling me that beauty is subjective, and it depends on how we see it,

have flashed across his mind.

got up to her feet and helped

Lawrence, let’s go. I’m going

Lawrence snap back to his senses

little girl know about acupuncture? I have a

“Master Lawrence, do you remember that I was in a wheelchair three years ago? Lilly was the one who

saying anything else, while a wave of surprise

nodded certainly this

this time, Hugh entered the room as well. “We don’t usually tell anyone about this, so we hope you

was in disbelief, but after 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

Lawrence regained hope

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

“Gilbert, what happened to Anthony?