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.

unintentional, my dear. Who could be

retorted, “I don’t believe a

benevolent smile and said, “That’s not necessarily true.

making no progress, that’s called being

a kind heart, but when

is quite good,” the passionate spirit suddenly chimed

asked, “What pastry? Where can we find

fell among

some extent, displayed a

jar

had developed

serving food to Lilly, occasionally perking up her ears to catch

the conversation. She wondered

immediately felt a sourness

the past, she had always been the center of attention and the focal

you hosting my teacher and showing him hospitality. Unfortunately, he’s unwell

glass was just

Anthony wouldn’t refuse her toast, no matter how aloof

be appropriate to refuse Violet’s toast from a social

hand, and his slender fingers

Lisa leaned over, brushed past Anthony’s chest, and picked

raising the glass and downing its

poured herself another one. She bowed to

bow and raised her head

Everyone wore puzzled expressions.

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