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 was actually hurt by what she

look good,” he

If you don’t believe me, hang this

this little

joke about a great master who painted a masterpiece and hung it in a gallery. People gathered in front of the painting,

listened attentively, seeming to

was beautiful or not depended on its

beautiful, but it was the total opposite in the case of a famous painter. The

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

people could truly see the world with

there was no point to do this anymore, and even his eagerness to recover from his illness

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

was stunned. In this fleeting moment, something seemed to have

up to her feet and helped

going

made Lawrence snap back to his senses and refused quickly,

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

Lawrence, do you remember that I was in a

Lawrence without saying anything else, while

nodded certainly

the room as well. “We don’t usually tell anyone about this, so

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 on

some reason, Lawrence regained hope in his recovery

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

“Gilbert, what happened to Anthony? Tell me! I promise