Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Bettany’s verbal demolition left Mabel with no pride at all!

She couldn’t even say a single word, hurriedly pushing the giftbox in her hands out and squeezing out a smile. “Old Mrs. Crawford, I just heard Blake say that you missed your granddaughter too much to the point where it was affecting your health. That’s why I came all this way to see you in hopes of helping you feel a little better… Health is the most important aspect of life no matter what. I don’t think Lilly would want to see you in this state when she comes back either!”

Bettany nodded. “You’re right.”

Mabel heaved a sigh of relief to herself, her expression creased with sadness. “I know how you feel. I’m a mother too, I know how it feels to not be able to see your child.”

Bettany glanced at her. She tossed the giftbox onto the coffee table, as if she was handling a packet of crackers.

Yena said at once, “Grandma Crawford, Mom spent so long choosing this gift. It really is pretty!”

Bettany glanced at the child before her, not knowing where to start.

It had to be said that the apple didn’t fall far from the try.

This kid was about the same age as Lilly, but had learnt things that she shouldn’t be learning from her mother and developing the same bad habits. She had not gone wrong… she had been wrong from the start.

“Is it? I don’t believe so!” Bettany said.

Yena went over at once, innocently leaning against Bettany as she opened the box.

“It’s a purple bracelet. Look, Old Mrs. Crawford, isn’t it pretty?” Yena’s eyes shone as she turned to look at Bettany.

Bettany leaned forward. She merely glanced at the bracelet once, and said, “It’s not bad. I’d give a bracelet like this to the family chef, or one for each of the house maids on their birthday. It still works.”

Mabel: …

Yena: …

There was a floor-to-ceiling glass attic in a corner of the second floor, and Lilly stuck out half her head to eavesdrop.

There was another head right above hers. It was Josh.

On top of Josh’s head, was Hannah’s.

Behind Hannah’s head…

Were the uncles and Lilly’s dad, in varied positions of crossing their arms or leaning against the wall.

They watched the old lady, firing at full force: …

Who would have thought that the old lady would be such a master of insults! She was truly skilled!

Lilly: I’ve learnt something new again!

Yena’s face flushed as she lowered her head like her mother.

As she was a child, she did not really realize the hidden jabs in Bettany’s words. All she thought was that Grandma Crawford was looking down on her and her mother.
Bettany’s verbal demolition left Mabel with no pride at all!

Yena was sad beyond words. How could Grandma Crawford turn out to be this way?

Yena had been serious about having her as a god-grandma, and had wanted to love and respect her in the future.

Grandma Crawford was just like the rest,

walked over, but Grandma

Lilly being missing,” Yena said softly. “That’s why you’re in a bad mood,

so you shouldn’t be too sad, Grandma Crawford. Lilly’s gone to a

what she had heard the gentle mother on television say to her son whose dog

little boy’s dog had died from getting hit by a car, and his mother comforted him by saying: The

so Yena was using

household looked empty and quiet when they just got

was why she was trying to be comforting and

Lilly was still here, she wouldn’t want to see Grandma Crawford like this… Grandma Crawford, if you’re sad, how about I keep

about I sing you a

was completely innocent, looking at Bettany with

expression darkened

F*ck, what was she

a huge offense to say to someone

to give

before Mabel could even

small figure rushed down

wind, bolting up to Yena and landing a harsh slap

Slap!

“You’re the one who should be dead! Your entire family should be dead! How dare you say

the spot from the force of the slap. It was obvious how hard Hannah had hit

the attack, tearing up the second she returned to

I, I

to cry but not daring to. Anyone would feel sorry

wos sod beyond words. How could Grondmo Crowford

o god-grondmo, ond

like the rest, looking down on

Grondmo Crowford didn’t even

reolly sod obout Lilly being missing,” Yeno soid

too sod,

mother on television soy to her

ond his mother comforted him by soying: The dog must hove gone

Yeno wos

quiet when they just got here. She hod no ideo thot Lilly wos

she wos trying to be

Lilly wos still here, she wouldn’t wont to see Grondmo Crowford like this… Grondmo Crowford, if you’re sod, how obout

how obout I sing you

looking ot Bettony with her

expression dorkened ot

lurched. F*ck, whot wos

to someone

Lilly wos deod, but the Crowfords hod refused to give up ond continued looking. These words must

Mobel could

rushed down

moved quick os the wind, bolting up to Yeno ond londing o horsh slop on

Slop!