Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

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…

The waitstaff and passing guests stared at Violet with surprise.

At that 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 sharply contrasted with her sophisticated attire.

“I never would have guessed… She looked so proper on the surface, but who knew she was like this on the inside…”

“You can tell she’s not a decent woman at a glance… Hey, you, with wandering eyes! Need some glasses? Or do

you enjoy getting an eyeful?!”

“Could she be one of those hostesses, and then got thrown out? That kind of woman deserves it…”

Violet, feeling embarrassed and angry, quickly stood up, straightened her skirt, and fixed her hair.

She had been thrown out? She had been thrown out!

When had she ever been so humiliated? She rushed to the door handle of the private room in a fit of anger.

But the door was locked from the inside!

The looks from the people around her became even stranger.

Violet was so angry that she almost fell backward. Trembling, she hurriedly left the scene as if escaping…

The banquet ended awkwardly but without losing its sense of decorum.

Before leaving, Lawrence apologized with guilt and self-reproach, “I should have disciplined her. I apologize, Mr.

Anthony…”

Anthony shook his head slightly, “It’s not Mr. Lambert’s fault.”

Lilly waved her hand at Lawrence, “Master Lambert, don’t think too much. My daddy says punishing oneself for

someone else’s mistakes is unnecessary! And my granny says that if the root is crooked, no matter how much you

support it, it won’t make a difference.”

Lawrence was deeply moved, seeing how much the little girl had changed in three years.

Back then, she was innocent and adorable, seemingly oblivious to the ways of the world.

Silent, soft, enduring bullying with clenched teeth.

But now, things were different. She had gained knowledge and seemed to have experienced the hardships of life…

But how could a child have experienced such hardships?

Lawrence shook his head, dismissing the unrealistic thoughts from his mind.

He gently patted Lilly’s head and said kindly, “Lilly, grow up well. After falling ill, I realized that there’s nothing more

important than one’s health…”

“I used to believe that sacrificing one’s life for art was worth it, but I discovered it wasn’t like that at all. All those

great painters, international fame…”

He chuckled, becoming more tolerant and broad-minded.

“Goodbye, little friend. Come visit me when you have time!” Lawrence got into the car that came to pick him up

and bid farewell to Lilly.

Lilly assured him, “Don’t worry, after school, I’ll come and find you, Master Lambert. You’ll get better soon.”

Lawrence thanked her with a smile, not taking her words to heart.

They said their goodbyes and departed in different directions.

**

When Lilly returned home, Bettany gently touched her belly.

“Are you full?” she asked.

Lilly patted her tummy and replied, “Very full, Granny! I ate well outside too! And after eating, I even cleaned my

teeth, not a single crumb left.”

Bettany nodded and then looked at Lisa. “Are you full?” she asked.

Lisa burped and said, “Full… I’m full!”

However, Bettany frowned and remarked, “Have you been drinking? You smell of alcohol…”

Lisa immediately covered her mouth.

Bettany said sternly, “No more drinking! Alcohol is harmful to your body, it’s not good for you!”

Lisa nodded like an obedient chick, almost retracting her head into her neck.

In the Crawford family, no one could escape Bettany’s bloodline suppression.

Lisa quickly made her escape.

Anthony couldn’t help but laugh and patted Lilly’s head.

But he overheard the little one earnestly explaining to Bettany, “Granny, Aunt Lisa doesn’t get drunk! Drinking

alcohol doesn’t harm her body! Aunt Lisa is indestructible, she can eat, she can poop, she can lift an eight-hundred-

pound bronze cauldron with one hand, and stomp her foot to shatter ten floors…”

Anthony couldn’t help but feel speechless.