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!”

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

still doesn’t look good,”

believe me, hang this painting up, and

by her words. The way this little girl try to

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

listened attentively,

beautiful or not depended on its

artworks painted by someone unknown would not be beautiful, but it was the total opposite in the case of

continued, “So, what is the purpose of our art? 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

few people could truly see the world with

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

that

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

up to her feet and helped Lawrence back to

go. I’m going to

to his

little girl know about acupuncture? I

I was in a wheelchair three years ago? Lilly was

anything else, while a wave of surprise hit both Lawrence

nodded certainly this

room as well. “We don’t usually tell anyone about

was 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

some reason, Lawrence regained

Bettany, David and Hugh observed the scene with much interest. Gilbert was sitting

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