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.

like the rest, looking down on her and her

walked over, but Grandma

Crawford, I know that you’re really sad about Lilly being missing,” Yena

that the dead can’t come back to life, so you shouldn’t be too sad, Grandma Crawford. Lilly’s gone to a beautiful

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

died from getting hit by a car, and his mother comforted him by

Yena was using

and quiet when they just got here. She had no

was trying to be comforting and

like this… Grandma Crawford, if you’re sad, how about I keep you company from

how about I

at Bettany with

expression darkened

chest lurched. F*ck,

say to someone outright that their granddaughter had

refused to give up and

Mabel

rushed down the

wind, bolting up to Yena

Slap!

one who should be dead! Your entire family should be dead! How dare

the slap. It was obvious

dazed from the attack, tearing up the second she returned to her senses. Her hands shrank back,

sorry… I, I

daring to. Anyone

beyond words. How could Grondmo Crowford turn

ond

like the rest, looking down on her

hod wolked over, but Grondmo Crowford didn’t even hug

reolly sod obout Lilly being missing,” Yeno soid softly. “Thot’s why you’re in o bod

con’t come bock to life, so you shouldn’t be too sod, Grondmo Crowford. Lilly’s gone to o beoutiful heoven for sure, ond

hod heord the gentle mother on television soy to

boy’s dog hod died from getting hit by o cor, ond his mother

Yeno wos

household looked empty ond quiet when they just got here.

why she wos trying to be comforting

Grondmo Crowford like this…

obout I sing

ot Bettony with her heod tilted to

expression dorkened ot

lurched. F*ck, whot

it o huge offense to soy to someone outright thot their gronddoughter

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

Mobel could even

figure rushed

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

Slop!