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

still doesn’t look

“No way! If you don’t believe me, hang this

taken aback, amused by her words. The way this little girl try to comfort

Lilly’s head and said, “In 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 and

listened attentively,

was beautiful or not depended

artworks painted 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 was the problem

Originally, it 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 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

see the world with their own

that there was no point to do this anymore,

as she said, “Master Lawrence, you’re not honest. On one hand, you’re telling me that beauty is subjective, and it depends on how we see it, while

stunned. In this fleeting moment, something seemed to have flashed across his mind. He was getting close to

up to her feet and helped

go. I’m going

made Lawrence snap back to his senses and refused

acupuncture? I have a low pain tolerance, mind

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

at Lawrence without saying anything else, while a wave of surprise hit both Lawrence

Gilbert nodded certainly this time

usually tell anyone

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

Lawrence regained hope

for Lawrence, Bettany, David and Hugh observed the scene with much interest. Gilbert

from Jonas. “Gilbert, what happened to Anthony? Tell me! I promise I won’t