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Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Chapter 178
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The harem spirit looked at Roxie. “Your mother deserved it. You deserve a second chance at being reborn, though. Do you want that?” Roxie chuckled all of a sudden, shaking her head. “No, I'm going to be with Mother.” “She’s still my mother, no matter how evil she is...” She had killed many people as well, and deserved to die just like her mother.

Especially that poor girl Jane... possessing her in the past two days to lure people into the water only made her feel even more guilty.

Roxie flew towards the jar of souls, and was usurped in a poof.

The jar lay silent on the ground. A ray of light shone across it, making its bright red color even more eye—catching.

Lilly picked it up, wiping it a little. She touched her bracelet gently, and the jar was attached at once.

Blake walked over, hoisting her up. “What's wrong, Lilly?" This was the first time Lilly had succeeded at capturing a spirit. Despite it being only a resentful spirit... she should feel pretty good about this.

Instead, she felt strangely hollow.

She frowned in confusion, telling the story of the mother and daughter spirits.

The kid asked, “The auntie spirit fell in and drowned herself, and Roxie only drowned because she was trying to save her. Why did the auntie spirit blame others?” “Jane was innocent, and around the same age as Roxie. Why didn’t the auntie spirit just let her go?” “Also, Jane’s mom spent the past two days looking for Jane in a panic... but she said those things to hurt Jane before she drowned. Why?" Jane only said that she was at the river, but her mother had said such hurtful things. She told her daughter to die, and jump if she really dared...

“Jane's dead, and it's all because her mother didn't care about her! Why did her mother have to blame the rescue team, why?” Lilly did not understand any of it.

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Blake thought of the middle-aged woman, causing trouble in the water again and again knowing she couldn't swim.

She refused to accept the truth even after Jane's body had been pulled up, assaulting the rescue team members and accusing them of killing her daughter...

He carried Lilly to the dock, the cool night breeze soothing their frustrations.

Then he said, “Roxie’s mother hated herself for causing her daughter's death. She could have just washed the sheets with the washing machine, but went to the river instead and unexpectedly killed both of them.” “That middle-aged auntie never thought that the words she had said in a fit of anger would lead to her daughter's actual death.” “They both share the same kind of regret, with no way of turning things around. So to feel better about themselves, they blamed others.” It wasn't just Roxie’s and Jane’s mothers. There were many parents who had the tendency to blame others for the pain they had inflicted onto their children.

Blake reached out and petted Lilly's head. “Cheer up. You were awesome today.” “Besides, some good came out of it. Roxie learned her lesson in the end, didn’t she? There's always a silver lining to things.” “You can't just focus on the bad every time. Light should be sought out at all times, no matter how small...” Blake's voice was warm and gentle, his gaze tender like never before. He was comforting Lilly in his own ways.

Lilly lay on Blake's shoulder, giving it some thought before nodding at last. “Yes, that's true!” Daddy was right. There was always a good side to things, you just had to find it! By the time everyone had gotten home, Lilly had fallen asleep from the fatigue.

Anthony was tired, too. He opened his laptop instinctively to work, only to end up cracking a yawn and realizing he was tired as well.

He was a little surprised. He'd been going to bed earlier and earlier these days...

Anthony got ready for bed, lying down. He thought that he'd have trouble falling asleep, only to doze off almost instantly.

Over on another end.

Jean's night had just begun.

Lilly had sent her the latest cellphone. It was pretty cool, one that could connect to the internet.

Ever since she had begun following Lilly around and not being allowed out, she had been hooked on social media.

She would scroll for hours at night, get restless the second she put her phone down and picked it back up again. From watching videos to reading comments, she did it all.

Jean rolled around in bed, holding in her laughter in fear of waking Lilly up. She eventually floated out, preparing to go somewhere else to continue on her phone. Maybe downstairs, or the roof, or in the branches.

Yet just as she raised her head, she saw Blake sitting on the sofa.

She switched off her phone at once, not noticing the flash of Blake's video on the screen for a second...

Lilly had given everyone a manicure earlier, and the tools were still on the first floor. Blake was in the middle of taking off his nail polish with the remover...

Jean found it hilarious, laughing up a storm and taking advantage of the fact that Blake could not see or hear her before going outside to continue on her phone.

Blake was speechless She glanced at Drake's camera on the sofa.

She didn’t know what to say.

It was a good thing the two of them didn’t plan to interact much.

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Jean understood that she would have to be reborn, and her only wish was for Blake to be good to Lilly as her father. That was taken care of already.

As for everything before? Ha... she was already dead. What was the point in asking for so much? As for Blake, he had not thought about much ever since finding out that Jean was living in Liily’s jar of souls.

He had lost control then, and did not remember much. He considered himself lucky enough that Lilly had been born.

The incident from before was his fault, and all he could do now was take good care of Lilly, and take care of the Crawfords for Jean.

Nothing else mattered.

This was good enough, there was no need for anything else.

Blake was about to put the camera away, when he heard the sound of one of the videos Jean was watching.

“The Full Story: Finale — Internet Superstar Lilly Crawford Has No Reaction To Cold Dead Body. Is There More To The Little Girl Who Questioned The Internet In Tears?” Blake stopped short at once! Jean was furious as well, from where she had been scrolling. Unfortunately, all she could do was watch. She couldn't leave comments like real people.

“You *sshole, you're only doing this for the traction!” She cursed loudly.

Blake's gaze turned cold.

Crawford had gone all out to take care of hundreds of channels and profiles trying to insult Lilly or use her for views, only for someone to do the same thing again now?! His eyes flickered murderously...

That same moment, Harvard was in the middle of editing another video. He was not going to stop wringing this content for views until there was nothing left.

“The ‘Full Story’ trilogy has a total of over a hundred million views!” Harvard was ecstatic. “I'm going to be rich, it's not just a fantasy anymore!” He could practically see himself in a fancy mansion, driving a sports car and living the lavish life...