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!”

His mood had been completely ruined by Violet’s words,

still doesn’t look good,”

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

aback, amused by her words. The way this little

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

attentively, seeming to

was beautiful or not depended on

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

be considered the best. But then, we had abstract art, impressionism, and

fact, few people could truly see the world with their own

realization, Lawrence found that there was no point to do this anymore, and even his eagerness to recover from his illness seemed to be

me that beauty is subjective, and it depends on how we see it, while you care about what others

seemed to have

feet and helped Lawrence back to

go. I’m going to do acupuncture for

Lawrence snap back to his senses and refused

know about acupuncture? I have a

laughed. “Master Lawrence, do you remember that I was in a wheelchair three years ago?

Lawrence without saying anything else, while

Gilbert nodded certainly

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

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 on her

reason, Lawrence regained hope

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

“Gilbert, what happened to Anthony? Tell