Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

Violet, now fully conscious, found herself instantly facing the accusations of everyone in the room. David even dared to call her shameless, while Lawrence stared at her sternly. But what hurt her the most were Anthony’s words…

Violet quickly explained to Anthony, “Mr. Anthony, that’s not what I meant. I-I wasn’t trying to slander Mrs. Crawford…”

She tried to explain, but was suddenly interrupted by Lisa’s excited shout, “Get out!”

The room fell silent.

Anthony and Gilbert remained silent, knowing what Lisa was about to do.

David and Lawrence, on the other hand, assumed Lisa was also drunk and remained silent.

Then, to everyone’s surprise, Lisa reached out, grabbed Violet, and threw her out of the room.

Bang!

After tossing Violet out, Lisa sneered, closed the door, and locked it.

Silence filled the room.

David watched in astonishment! Mrs. Crawford had such strength?! She could lift Violet effortlessly? She looked so delicate!

Gilbert commented, “Lisa is being conservative today; usually, she lifts them with both hands.”

Anthony nodded, “Hmm… not bad, she knows how to pick her moments.”

Lilly, absentmindedly munching on her snacks, added, “Munch munch… Huh? Is the fight over? Munch munch…”

Outside the door, Violet couldn’t believe it. She was too shocked to even move for a good five seconds, maintaining her awkward landing position. It took her a while to regain her composure…

waitstaff and passing guests stared at Violet

moment, Violet was sprawled on the ground in a tangled mess, her well-fitted pencil skirt hiked up, revealing a pair of X-shaped panties that

on the surface, but who knew she was like this on the

woman at a glance… Hey, you, with wandering eyes! Need some glasses? Or do you enjoy getting

then got thrown

angry, quickly stood up, straightened her skirt, and fixed

been thrown out? She had been

had she ever been so humiliated? She rushed to the door handle of the private room in

door was

looks from the people around

she almost fell backward. Trembling, she hurriedly

awkwardly but without losing its

apologized with guilt and self-reproach, “I should have

shook his head slightly, “It’s

unnecessary! And my granny says that if the root is crooked, no matter how much you support it, it

was deeply moved, seeing how much the little girl had

seemingly oblivious to the

soft, enduring bullying with clenched

She had gained knowledge and seemed to have experienced

child have experienced such

his head, dismissing the

said kindly, “Lilly, grow up well. After falling ill, I realized that there’s

one’s life for art was worth it, but I discovered it wasn’t like that

more tolerant

Come visit me when you have time!” Lawrence got into the car that

I’ll come and find you, Master Lambert. You’ll get