Blake had just been leaning on the side of Bettany’s rocking chair, when he stood up instinctively.

They hadn’t noticed Lilly’s things coming out, thinking that she had taken them out from her bag…

He lowered his voice at once. “Lilly, take the stone out!”


Lilly did not really understand, but obediently took out the stone as she looked at Blake. “Daddy, what’s going on…”

Was the Palace of The Ruler of Hell not good?

Before Blake could speak, Anthony lowered his voice and said, “Don’t let other people see that your Palace of The Ruler of Hell can hold things, alright?”

Lilly nodded. “I understand that, but Daddy, Uncle Anthony and everyone else aren’t outsiders.”

That was why she didn’t hide it.

She didn’t expose anything when she was outside just now, this was still something she understood!

The rocks in Edward’s hands fell with a clatter.

The palm-sized rocks had been broken off the giant rock by Lilly.

He had not expected that space would actually exist.

Edward could not get over this shocking fact. He stared at the rocks, and then at Lilly’s Palace of The Ruler of Hell pendant. He felt as if he was living in a novel.

Just then, Jack came in. “Sir, there’s someone claiming to be Blake’s niece saying that she’d like to see Old Mrs. Crawford.”

Blake’s gaze grew cold.

Anthony did not even hesitate. “No.”

Lilly raised her head all of a sudden, glancing at the front door.

“No, Uncle Anthony, we’ve got to see her.”

Blake lifted Lilly into his arms. “Let’s go upstairs. We’ll let Uncle Anthony handle this.”

Lilly: Huh? Wait…

She wanted to see herself!

She could sense a familiar aura!

Pablo squinted slightly, lowering his voice. “It’s the aura of that traitor. The nerve to show up here in person.”

He could not figure out what this person was here for, and said, “Lilly, listen to your Dad. Go upstairs for now.”

what the situation was like right now. The best thing to do

to a hidden one. Got it?” Pablo wanted to impart some deep wisdom on being wary of what traitors could be

going to hide, and

Pable: ……

That, that wasn’t wrong…

her mother held back their overwhelming emotions as they walked in together. Blake had just been leaning on the side of

to

all, it was near impossible for anyone else to step foot into

household was huge, almost like a palace…

a glance around her.

back of the house. They even had their

of luxury here and there. She could not describe what kind of

the wide grassy plain in front of the main building, with a jacket covering one of

another curious

joyously. “So

was even bigger than her father’s

up eyes,

than the football field in her

would yield the envy

Crawford household, Yena thought

it was practically a little shoplot built on the side of a road

was going to invite all her classmates— no, the whole school, when it was her

was going to bring her classmates home to play

wanted to

Yena felt a strong sense of familiarity at the sight of Bettany. She felt as if Bettany really

of Shane Hatcher of

my daughter, Yena Hatcher. Say

sweetly at once,

box high in her hands, her tone soft and adorable. “For you, Grandma Crawford! Mom and

little token. I

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