Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Chapter 444 Is His Sister Truly The King of Hell?

Bettany Levine came out of the kitchen wearing an apron and furrowed her brow, asking, “What’s this about the president’s little darling taking the lead?”

Bettany Levine stared at Anthony Crawford and exclaimed, “What nonsense did you show Lilly Crawford again?”

Anthony Crawford: “…..

He glanced at Josh Crawford and said, “It wasn’t me.”

Josh Crawford stood frozen in surprise.

Goodness, his father actually made him take the blame?

Although it was indeed him who said it, he didn’t tell Lilly Crawford these melodramatic stories!

When Granny gave a dangerous look, Josh Crawford immediately raised his hand and said, “Granny, I didn’t say a word! It was Jack playing an audiobook in the car and we just listened!”

Jack: …..?”

Josh Crawford looked at him pleadingly.

There was no way around it. If he said it was his father who played the audiobook and listened to the novel, Granny wouldn’t believe him!

He had no choice but to put the blame on Jack, feeling sorry for him.

Jack’s mouth twitched, and he quietly said, “Old Mrs. Crawford, it was me who listened to it. I’ll be more careful next time.”

nagged, “You’re almost forty or fifty years old,

also knew these romance

secretly read every novel she had while

got used to listening before, and suddenly I found them

gaze dimmed slightly. Yes, during Jean’s illness, she

her favorite novels.

it play and

had become accustomed

didn’t say anything further, she just called everyone to cat

your hands and let’s eat. The weather has turned cold today, so

taste buds should have become bland… I made a few braised pig’s trotters

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obediently washed his

how comfortable it felt to

he contemplated his visit to the Palace of the King

his hospital stay, he kept himself

researched a lot of information and even customized an upgraded map

name and reputation at a

was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn’t hear Bettany

looked at Zachary Crawford with a wonied expression on

so long, but he remained expressionless, engrossed in his

had already undergone surgery.

hospital or a private hospital, they all said he was recovering well, with no more. brain

was he still

looked up and exclaimed, “The pig’s trotters are so tender!”