Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

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In the Crawford family group. Hugh wrote, “Lilly is back; who is free to come back tonight?”


Anthony, who was on the way, slammed on the gas pedal. Lisa replied using Anthony’s account, “The meeting is suspended; I will be back!” Everyone decided to follow the way she replied.


Bryson replied, “The plane stopped in mid-air; I will parachute back.”


Jonas replied, “The award show is suspended; I will fly back home with the trophy.”


Edward replied, “The project is suspended; I will drive the excavator back.”


Max replied, “The experiment is suspended; Stacy will send me back.”


Cloud replied, “The bullet is stopped; I will step on it and go back home.”


Gilbert replied, “The operation is suspended… Oh no, I can’t do this. I will be back soon.”


Liam did not join them; he was on his way back.


The news of eight sons of the Crawford Family rushing back home caused a scene in Alfornada. Everyone was discussing it, “Did Old Mrs. Crawford pass away?” “I heard that she has not been in good health for the past two years; she has not been attending any events either.” “It’s not surprising if that’s the truth.”


The Miller Family was also curious about what happened; Tina asked, “Why don’t we pay a visit? We could do something about this.”


Thomas glared at her and asked, “Are you not satisfied with the punishment we got back then?” The Miller Family nearly went bankrupt a few years ago; fortunately, the Crawford Family let them off the hook in the end. Tina said embarrassingly, “I wanted the best for the Miller family.” We could have been


promoted into the upper-class circle. Look at us now; we are just an ordinary middle-class family. We are richer than ordinary people, but we are nothing in the upper-class circle!


Cheryl was doing her homework obediently. She had grown up and become more mature. She thought of Lilly, the girl who was treated like a princess; everyone fawned over her. Unlike her, she must be sweet-mouthed to please others. I wanted to be like Lilly. Why didn’t my parents work harder to provide me with that life? Cheryl thought so, but she didn’t dare say it out loud; she continued doing her homework silently.


The eight uncles arrived at the Crawford Family’s mansion. They smelled a mouth-watering aroma as soon as they entered the house.


“Lilly!” Lisa shouted as she ran into the house. I didn’t need to take care of my image; I am going to see Lilly!


Lilly was feeding General and Bailey the food made by Bettany. It was made from the underworld’s chicken bones and mixed with rice. The dogs of the Crawford Family were never fed canned food; they all grew healthy. Lilly patted their heads and said, “Dig in! It tastes great!” The two dogs enjoyed it as soon as Lilly put their bowl down.


Josh wiped away his saliva as he stared at the dog’s food. He murmured, “It’s strange that we humans can consume items from the underworld. Not to mention that they are delicious too.” This was new to him, but he adapted to it quickly. Humans could never travel to the end of the universe. The existence of new things other than human civilization is not implausible.


Lilly said hesitantly, “Josh, about your height…”


Josh said dejectedly, “I knew the answer. There is a record that the Asmodeus is in the form of a child. The moment that I awakened my power, I was frozen at the age of ten, am I right?”


Lilly nodded and comforted him, saying, “Josh, think about it! When you fight any bad guys in the future, they start making fun of your height, and you beat them up in seconds! This contrast is so amazing and cool!”


Josh was speechless. It feels like I will jump up and hit their knees instead. Lils, don’t comfort me next time.


Someone appeared suddenly; it was Lisa! She picked Lilly up and kissed her. “Lilly! My baby!” Josh looked at her and yelled in his mind, Mom, your son is here! Did you forget about me?


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