Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Blake drove Anthony's car and parked it on the side of the road.

Lisa hurriedly pulled Anthony towards the car, urging him inside before slamming the door shut.

“Drive, drive!” she urged.

Blake, feeling the urgency, stepped on the accelerator and zoomed off.

It was 6:20 in the morning, not yet the peak hour for commuting.

At this moment, the Maybach accelerated to a speed of 111 miles per hour on the highway.

Anthony clenched his teeth. “This is too fast!” Blake responded, “It's fine, I'll pay the fine!” Anthony could not help but be speechless. “When have you ever spent a single penny on yourself?” To an outsider, it would seem like Blake had become a part of the Crawford family. It was truly baffling.

“By the way, did you say something to that lady last night while you're pretending to be me?” Anthony inquired.

Upon seeing him, she seemed to have recognized something.

Blake mumbled, “It's nothing. She’s delusional, and she misunderstood me.” Anthony's forehead creased with frustration. “Just speak in plain language.” Blake explained, “Truly, it was nothing. We just had a conversation.” Anthony asked, “Using whose account?” Lilly raised her phone and said, “Uncle Anthony, it's my account!” Anthony replied, “Oh, okay then.” He glanced at the phone, took it, and discovered that Lilly's nickname was “Breaking into Your Heart,” and he did not know how Lilly got that picture of a buff man.

Anthony was speechless.

He casually deleted all the chat records and changed Lilly's profile picture to a cartoon character.

Then he said, “A screenshot has been taken and sent to the old lady.” Blake was shocked. “Anthony, why are you exposing me?” Anthony replied, “We're even now.” Blake remained silent.

They soon reached Crawford Mansion.

Anthony parked the car in the garage.

Blake tiptoed and snuck upstairs, moving as stealthily as possible.

Lilly followed suit, tiptoeing up the stairs.

Lisa, who did not know why they were doing this, followed behind in the same manner.

As they reached the second floor, they were met Bettany, who stood with crossed arms and a stern expression.

Blake greeted her with a nervous chuckle, “Uh, good morning, Old Mrs. Crawford.” Lilly released Blake's feet and darted towards Bettany, pleading, “Grandma, don't hit me! Dad is the one at fault, so you should punish Dad!” “Daddy, I'm sorry!” Lilly swiftly moved, like lightning, and Lisa hurriedly followed her with an anxious expression. The door closed with a loud bang.

Blake stood there, dumbfounded.

How could my daughter treat me like this? He thought that Lilly would protect him.

Bettany smiled and asked, “Blake MacNeil, do you have any last words?” Blake stood tall and touched his nose, stating, “This time, Lilly went to bed at 11 o'clock, slept soundly until 6 o'clock in the morning, and experienced no negative effects on her growth or encountered any dangers. | watched the surveillance all night.” Bettany narrowed her eyes and skeptically responded, “Do you expect me to believe that? Be more careful in your next life.” Blake raised his hand...

He then stepped forward, hastily bowing his head, and said, “Old Mrs. Crawford, | have something urgent and need to hurry to the team!” As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished from sight.

Bettany called out, “Are you skipping breakfast?” Blake waved his hand and disappeared.

Bettany was left speechless, unable to understand what just happened.

Why did he run so fast? Bettany knocked on Lilly's room and said, “Lilly, it's Grandma. Please open the door.” Lilly anxiously clung to Lisa, saying, “Oh no, grandma is coming to scold me! Aunt Lisa, what should | do?” Lisa, also nervous, suggested, “She should... scold me!” Bravely, Lilly opened the door slightly and peeked her head out.

Before Bettany could react, the door suddenly swung open, and Lisa leaned into Bettany’s arms like a scared calf, urging, “Scold me!” Bettany’s expression turned to bewilderment.

What kind of strange request is this? Lisa exclaimed again, “Don’t scold... Lilly!” Bettany understood and looked at Lilly's anxious face.

She could not help but feel a mix of amusement and concern.

“Grandma won't scold you. There's no need to be nervous,” Bettany assured her. “Lilly, tell Grandma where you were and what you learned last night.” Lilly nibbled her finger...

Should | tell her | went to the bar? “Daddy and | went to the library...” Lilly said, looking troubled.

Every time she lied, her small face could not hide it, and her expression showed her inner conflict.

Bettany had doubts and asked, “Are you sure?” Lilly replied, “Well... | also learned a new phrase...” Bettany asked, “Oh, what else?” Lilly replied, “I also learned boxing. After that, | went to a hotel, and then | went to sleep! | don’t know anything else!” She shook her head vigorously.

Bettany was bewildered. Lilly learned a new phrase and how to box seemed odd to her. However, seeing Lilly's rosy face and clear eyes, it was true that she had not stayed up all night.

Just as Anthony arrived, he walked confidently, as if he had done anything wrong.

“Mom, Lilly did go to a hotel. It was our hotel. You can check if you don’t believe me.” Anthony had already explained his hotel manager, leaving Bettany with no evidence to contradict him.

Bettany could not believe it. In her mind, Anthony's credibility in Bettany’s heart was now at its lowest.

Lilly resorted to her trump card and said, “Grandma, I'm hungry...” At that moment, Bettany gave up and nagged, “Children shouldn't stay up late all the time... It's not good for your brain development and you won't grow tall...” “If you're tired, go back and sleep again... Sigh, | don’t know what you're thinking; you're spoiling the child... If you're not sleepy, just wash your face, brush your teeth, and eat...” Lilly sighed in relief and pondered, “Hey, where's Daddy?” Rain returned to her place and sent a message to Breaking into Your Heart, but there was no response.

She was in a bad mood.

Damian would surely expose her.

She wanted to take the initiative! Rain took out her phone and posted on her social media.

“If you can’t have me, no one can. Haha, | won't be surprised if you can do anything else. Stalking, taking sneaky photos, tarnishing my reputation by calling me a promiscuous woman... If you have the guts, show some evidence! Threatening to break up and ruin me, what kind of man are you?”