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!”

had been completely ruined by

still doesn’t look

hang this painting up, and it’ll surely sell for a lot

little girl try to

a gallery. People gathered in front of the painting, criticizing and calling it a mess. But then someone reminded them that it was a

listened attentively, seeming to

was beautiful or not depended on

by someone unknown would not be beautiful, but it was the total opposite in the case of a famous painter. The painting remained the same, so what

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,

few people could truly see

point to do this anymore, and even his eagerness to recover from his illness

hand, you’re telling me that beauty is subjective, and it depends on

to have flashed across his mind. He was getting close

to her feet and helped

I’m going

Lawrence snap back to his senses and

this little girl know about acupuncture? I have a low

do you remember that I was in a

while

nodded certainly this

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

a secret. If others were to find out that a three-year-old child was capable of treating

Lawrence regained hope in his

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

Anthony? Tell me! I promise