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!”

mood had been completely ruined by Violet’s words, and he was actually hurt

still doesn’t look good,” he

hang this painting up, and it’ll

The way this little girl try to comfort

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 calling it a mess. But then someone reminded them that it was a work by a

listened attentively, seeming to

whether something was beautiful or

painted by someone unknown would not be beautiful, but it was the total opposite in the case of a famous painter.

pleases ourselves. Any artwork that brings satisfaction to its creator should be considered the best. But then, we had abstract art,

few people could truly see

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

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

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

feet and helped Lawrence back to his

go. I’m going to do

made Lawrence snap back to his senses and

little girl know about acupuncture? I have a

you remember that I was in a wheelchair three years

she just looked at Lawrence without saying anything else, while a wave of

Gilbert nodded certainly this time

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

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

some reason, Lawrence regained hope in his

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

what happened to Anthony? Tell me! I promise