Violet felt increasingly awkward and quickly came up with an excuse, “I had to keep an eye on the art exhibition in the morning, so I couldn’t free myself…”

Most people would have understood upon hearing this and given her some face.

However, Lilly broke the silence and pressed on, “That doesn’t make sense. Didn’t you just say that nothing was more important than Master Lambert?”

Violet fell silent, unable to utter a word. She felt choked, cursing this troublesome child in her mind. If it weren’t for Anthony’s sake…

But Lilly continued to probe, “Auntie Violet, which statement of yours is true?”

Violet’s throat immediately felt constricted, and a sharp pain surged in her chest. This little brat was intentionally doing this, no doubt about it!

Children over the age of six were the most detestable. At that age, they knew enough to launch attacks while pretending to be innocent, taking advantage of their age to make others feel embarrassed.

Violet could only look to Lawrence, her voice tinged with a grievance, “Mr. Lambert, I…”

Lawrence interrupted her before she could finish, waving his hand dismissively, “It’s alright, you don’t have to worry about it.”

Violet fell silent once again. Well, this was as good as confirming Lilly’s accusation of her being hypocritical, wasn’t it?

Violet felt a surge of grievance, especially with Anthony present.

Lilly didn’t press further, and the harem spirit turned to her, uncertain whether Lilly’s actions were intentional or unintentional.

The harem spirit carried this doubt back to the jar of souls and shared it with the other spirits.

weakling spirit smiled, “Of course, it was unintentional, my dear.

harem spirit internally retorted, “I don’t

“That’s not necessarily true.

innocent and making no progress, that’s called

kind heart, but when the little

is quite good,” the passionate spirit suddenly chimed in for

pastry? Where can we find

among

ghost, to some extent, displayed a

jar

meal. Lilly had developed

Lisa focused on serving food to Lilly, occasionally

She wondered if everyone was intentionally

a sourness in

been the center of attention and the

of wine, and stood up, “Mr. Anthony, I appreciate you hosting my teacher and showing him hospitality. Unfortunately, he’s unwell and cannot drink, so allow me to

glass was just to his right. He seemed to have no intention of reaching

Anthony wouldn’t refuse

to refuse Violet’s toast from a social etiquette standpoint. After all, she was representing

hand, and his slender fingers were about to touch the wine

past Anthony’s chest, and picked up

she exclaimed, raising the glass

smacked her lips and poured herself another one. She

a beat, she straightened her body after the bow and raised

Everyone wore puzzled expressions.

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