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!”

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

doesn’t look good,” he

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

little

and hung it in a gallery. People gathered in front of the painting, criticizing

listened attentively, seeming

or not depended on

beautiful, but it was the total opposite in the case of

was 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

see the world

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

On one hand, you’re telling me that beauty is subjective, and it depends on how we see it, while you care about

stunned. In this fleeting moment, something seemed to have flashed across his

up to her feet and helped

go. I’m going to do acupuncture for

back to his senses

know about acupuncture? I have a low

I was in a wheelchair three years ago? Lilly was the one

at Lawrence without saying anything else, while a

nodded certainly this time

tell anyone about

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 of treating her crippled grandmother, the scientists would definitely conduct

reason, Lawrence regained hope in his recovery

much interest. Gilbert was sitting on the couch and at this

a text from Jonas. “Gilbert, what happened to Anthony? Tell me! I