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!”

forced a smile. His mood had been completely ruined by Violet’s words, and he was actually

doesn’t look good,”

head. “No way! If you don’t believe me, hang this painting up, and

little girl try to comfort me is… well, straight to

there’s a joke about a great master who painted a masterpiece and hung it in a gallery. 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 suddenly,

listened attentively, seeming to

or

the total opposite in

pleases ourselves. Any artwork that brings satisfaction 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 to paint abstractly or impressionistically. People no longer see beauty as

could truly see the

found that there was no point to do this anymore, and even his eagerness to recover from his illness seemed to be fading

smiled, her eyes twinkling as she said, “Master Lawrence, you’re not honest. On one hand, you’re telling me that beauty is subjective, and it depends on how we see it, while you care about

In this fleeting moment, something seemed to have flashed across his mind. He was getting close to understanding

to her feet and helped Lawrence back to

I’m going

Lawrence snap back to his senses and refused quickly,

would this little girl know about acupuncture? I have

do you remember that I was in a wheelchair three years ago? Lilly

Lawrence without saying anything else, while a wave of surprise hit both Lawrence and David.

Gilbert nodded certainly this

room as well. “We don’t usually tell anyone about this, so we hope

the Crawford family was keeping Lilly’s abilities a secret. If others were to find out that a three-year-old child was

regained hope in his

for Lawrence, Bettany, David and Hugh observed the scene with much interest. Gilbert was sitting on the couch and at this time, his

happened to Anthony? Tell me! I promise