Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

In Lawrence’s residence, Bettany still maintained her posture, sitting crossed arms on the couch and looking extremely irritated.

As the CEO of Crawford Holdings, Anthony seemed to have attracted quite a lot of attention.

The wedding must go on! It had to be a grand affair, known far and wide!

While Bettany contemplated these matters, everyone assumed she was still angry and dared not even breathe loudly.

Lilly held onto Gilbert’s arm, and he, in turn, wrapped his arm around her tiny figure, as they pretended to admire a painting.

“What are you two whispering about?” Bettany asked.

Instantly, Lilly, like a provoked kitten shook her head repeatedly, “Nothing, Granny! It’s really nothing!”

Granny is indeed powerful!

Lilly thought she should learn a thing or two from Bettany. If she encountered someone like King of Cities again, she could surely put him in his place without hesitation.

David smiled and said, “Well, Mrs. Crawford, would you like some tea?”

Bettany finally realized she had let her anger show and immediately put her hands down, sitting gracefully.

She smiled, “Sure, thank you.”

David said hurriedly, “Not a problem.” He could not help but think that Bettany was not only powerful with her words but also lightning-fast at changing expressions.

Lilly looked at the ruined painting and felt a pang of regret. She picked up a pen and attempted to salvage it… and turned the fallen watercolor into a cute little bee.

“Ta-da!” Lilly held up the painting. “Master Lambert, look! It’s beautiful now!”

been completely ruined by Violet’s words, and

look good,”

you don’t believe me, hang this painting up, and it’ll surely sell

amused by her words. The way this little girl try to comfort me is…

People gathered in front of the painting, criticizing and calling it a mess. But then someone reminded them that it was a work by a great painter… and

attentively, seeming to

or not depended on

unknown would not be beautiful, but it was the total opposite in the case of

to its creator should be considered the best. But then, we had abstract art, impressionism, and various schools popping up, each with their own teachings on how

could truly see

Lawrence found that there was no point to do this anymore, and even his eagerness to recover from his

one hand, you’re telling me that beauty is subjective,

this fleeting moment, something seemed to have

feet and helped

let’s go. I’m going to do acupuncture for

made Lawrence snap back to his senses and

acupuncture? I

a wheelchair three years ago? Lilly was the one who treated

saying anything else, while a wave of surprise hit both Lawrence

Gilbert nodded certainly

usually tell anyone about this, so we hope

Lilly’s abilities a secret. If others were to find out that a three-year-old

some reason, Lawrence regained hope in his

with much interest. Gilbert

“Gilbert, what happened to Anthony? Tell me! I promise I won’t tell another soul