Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Lilly’s lips were turning purple from the cold, and she was shivering. She could only close her eyes and

mumble, “Mommy… I didn’t do anything wrong… It’s not my fault…”

She knew that her mother had died from an illness a year ago.

After her mother passed on, her dad found another woman, and soon the woman was pregnant with a

baby…

However, the woman was two-faced. She was only nice to Lilly when others were present; otherwise,

she would act like a demon punishing her.

Mommy… Lilly thought as she squeezed her toy rabbit’s ears before losing consciousness.

Not knowing how long it had been, the door suddenly opened with a loud bang.

Stephen was furious when he picked up the unconscious Lilly, dragging her down the stairs and

throwing her outside into the snow!

Lilly shivered from the cold surface and struggled to open her eyes…

“Daddy… I’m hungry…” She muttered.

Stephen scoffed. “You killed Debbie’s unborn child, and the first thing you’re telling me is that you’re

hungry?! I can’t believe I have such an evil daughter!”

Lilly’s eyes were hollow, and she could not speak as she was frozen stiff.

The more Stephen looked at her, the angrier he became. Why is she still acting stubborn despite being

at fault? You malicious child!

“It is my fault as a parent that you’re behaving this way! Now that you’ve killed your unborn brother,

who knows if you will start murdering people when you grow up? As your father, I must teach you a

lesson!”

He looked around and picked up a broom from the corner, snapping the broom head off.

The thick broomstick landed on Lilly’s body with a thud, causing her to scream in pain!

“Is it your fault?!” Stephen glared.

“It’s not me. It was really… not me!” Lilly bit her lips and maintained a stubborn face.

Stephen was getting more furious upon hearing her words. “Then are you saying your stepmother

willingly fell down the stairs?! Why would she want to fall after being six months pregnant?!”

He could not help but think back to what happened in the hospital. Debbie was bleeding heavily, and

the doctor had declared her situation as critical twice, but even on the brink of death, she insisted on

asking him to not blame Lilly!

She said that Lilly was still young when her mother passed away. She was simply afraid that her baby

brother might get the attention away from her and did not mean to push her.

Stephen felt angrier as he thought. He beat Lilly while scolding, “You’re still trying to deny it! Stop

denying it!”

With every sentence, Lilly would get hit by the broomstick.

He was so engrossed in hitting her that he did not even realize that his phone had fallen out of his

pocket. When Lilly was severely beaten, he finally stopped, so she lay paralyzed on the snowy ground.

“Stay here and kneel until your stepmother is discharged!”

Stephen tugged his tie after he scolded her and left the broomstick behind before walking away.

He had been feeling irritated recently as his company had been facing a loophole for half a month and

had yet to receive help resolving it.

Then today, Debbie fell from the stairs and lost their unborn child, losing the only hope for the Hatcher

family.

The consecutive unfortunate events stressed him, and he could not help but vent it all out on Lilly.

Lilly’s rabbit toy had already been beaten to pieces. She tried to stand up but fell back onto the snowy

ground with a thud…

She felt that she was on the brink of death.

If I die, will I finally be able to see mommy?

At that moment, she heard a blurry voice.

“Lilly, call for your uncle! Your uncle is Gilbert Crawford, his phone number is 159xxxxx…”

“Call…” Lilly opened her eyes and noticed the black phone lying in the snow. Her survival instincts

kicked in as she desperately crawled toward it.

“159…”

Lilly stuttered and stammered, her stiff fingers struggling to move, and finally, she managed to make

the call…

**

Meanwhile, Hugh Crawford lectured at a courtyard house in Clodston, “Another year has passed.

Gilbert Crawford, when will you take the test for the Chief Physician role?!”

The eight brothers of the Crawford family looked at each other while Gilbert touched his nose.

Suddenly the old man changed the topic and asked,

“Also, it’s been four years, and have you not found your sister?”

The looks on the brothers’ faces changed, with their lips pursed. Their indifferent eyes now had a slight

hint of sorrow.

Their younger sister, Jean Crawford, was diagnosed with acute promyelocytic leukemia at a young age.

Since then, she had been carefully nursed by the Crawford family as she went through blood

transfusions, anti-infection treatments, and bone marrow transplants…

However, her condition worsened and even affected her memory.

Then, four years ago, she suddenly went missing.

Gilbert was a physician at the Shercaster Cancer Hospital and was in charge of Jean’s treatment.

That day, he had to save a critically ill patient, and it was at that moment… that Jean disappeared.

For the past four years, guilt and regret had been tormenting him. Even with his outstanding medical

talent, he had been unable to move forward since then.

The Crawford family had eight sons, and Jean was the only daughter.

After their daughter’s disappearance, Bettany suddenly fell ill, and Hugh’s temper grew unstable.

A heavy stone lay in the hearts of everyone in the Crawford family, rendering them restless.

The eldest son, Anthony Crawford – the CEO of the Crawford family’s business empire – worked day

and night tirelessly, causing his health to worsen and requiring him to take daily medication.

The third son, Bryson Crawford – the outstanding pilot of Swift Airlines- failed the psychological tests

and had been resting at home for the past four years.

The others…

The study room fell into silence before suddenly, Gilbert’s phone rang!