Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

As Lilly soared through the air, carrying Lawrence with her, his heart swelled with exhilaration. It felt like riding a roller coaster in his younger days—a thrilling and exciting sensation.

When the wheelchair finally came to a stop, Lawrence’s heart continued to pound, but he felt considerably better overall.

“Thank you, young lady!” Lawrence happily patted Lilly’s hand.

Just then, David caught up, panting with his hands on his knees. “How did you both run so fast…”

Lilly pointed to the remote control in her hand. “Just press this button, and it’s good to go.”

David hesitated. “Uh…”

It turned out the wheelchair had malfunctioned and needed to be replaced. David immediately contacted someone to bring a new wheelchair.

Frowning and pouting, Lawrence said, “No need to change it; I think it’s just fine.”

David disagreed, still shaken by the previous experience. What if something happened with a wheelchair that fasts in the future?

Lilly opened her mouth as if to say something but ended up lightly touching her nose instead.

Gilbert noticed her guilty expression and couldn’t help but chuckle.

Before long, a new wheelchair arrived, accompanied by a woman in her mid-twenties.

“Mr. Lambert!” she exclaimed upon seeing Lawrence and hurriedly approached him.

It was Lawrence’s talented protégé, Violet—a renowned Impressionist painter who had already gained international acclaim at such a young age.

Lawrence hadn’t seen her in a while and was pleased to see her. “Violet, come here. This is your junior, Lilly.”

familiar with Lilly. Three years ago, Lawrence had taken in the young Miss from the Crawford

to seek treatment, and he didn’t bring Lilly with him, so not many people in their circle knew

to take Lilly under

had

been resentful about it ever

expression and said, “So, you’re Lilly. I haven’t had a chance to meet you, but from now on, I’ll take care

have any

this is my first disciple, a talented one indeed. She’s your senior, Violet

For some reason, Lilly inexplicably thought

polite, the little girl awkwardly

for a moment; being called “Auntie”

called

seemed shy, Violet smiled, didn’t say anything, and simply asked, “Mr.

Dr. Gilbert, right? I’ll be relying on you for Mr. Lambert from

and a little mischievous, looking

replied, “It’s not a trouble at all, it’s

let’s go inside for

Lawrence nodded.

gleam

Anthony was coming too!

She had guessed right!

need to replace the wheelchair, so she impulsively

It was all destiny!

admired by everyone in the industry. She was beautiful herself, and her family

of her, except for