Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Blake showed no shame as he spoke.

Lilly took small steps forward, folded his hands, and whispered, “Dad, Uncle Anthony has been on TV and there are photos of him.” Blake, who was pretending to be Anthony was stunned, | think it’s too late to change the photos on the Internet now...

Blake glanced at Layton.

Layton thought to himself...

What am | supposed to do? It's too late! Arthur maintained his upright stance, wearing a fierce expression on his face, refusing to blink.

Lilly sighed, realizing that he still had to rely on a child to clean up the mess.

Lilly casually used a blinding talisman on the clueless duo.

Mr. Young found Anthony's photo on the internet, which he handed to Mr. Martin in a dazed state. Both of them stared in shock, exclaiming, “Oh, it's him! It's Anthony!” The photos were an exact match.

Mr. Martin hastily extended his hand and said enthusiastically, “So you're Mr. Crawford! Mr. Crawford, Mr. Crawford, Mr.

Crawford! I'm Willow Martin from Sky High Technology!” Blake remained impassive and coldly looked at his outstretched hand.

Mr. Martin immediately withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

Blake raised an eyebrow. “What's the matter?” The clueless duo still had the talisman on their heads. Mr. Martin was not thinking clearly and blurted out, “Mr. Crawford, you've arrived just in time! This is how it is. Max tried to take away the equipment from our laboratory!” Mr. Young was also feeling a bit confused and exclaimed, “That's right! Because we didn’t agree to the salary increase he proposed, he threatened to resign. And if he resigned, he wanted to take these things with him and encouraged others to leave as well. He's incredibly heartless.” Mr. Martin sighed, “Oh, young people these days...” The foolish ghost clicked his tongue as he still had skills.

He then returned to Lilly's side.

Blake sneered, “What's my last name?” Mr. Martin and Mr. Young were perplexed, “Your last name is Crawford...” In the sparking revelation, something clicked into place when Blake continued, “What is Max’s last name?” The two were struck by lightning, “His last name is also Crawford... he’s your...” Lilly shook his head, “Anthony is my eldest uncle, and Anthony is my sixth uncle. What do you have to say to that?” How foolish.

How couldn't they figure it out...

Daddy even hinted at them.

Mr. Martin and Mr. Young felt their legs go weak, wishing they could bite their tongues.

What did they say? How could they speak ill of his younger brother in front of Anthony?! And here he was, making a grand entrance, declaring that he would protect Max.

What were they thinking? Blurting out their grievances to Anthony...

No wonder Max could spend 200 million dollars on a futuristic house and dared to oppose him...

No wonder he could afford to purchase so much equipment...

Mr. Martin's face turned pale, mainly because Blake's aura was too strong and he could not bear it.

Mr. Martin’s complexion turned pale as a result of the overwhelming presence emitted by Blake, rendering it unbearable for him.

“Mr. Crawford, please listen to our explanation...” Mr. Martin pleaded.

Blake sneered, “I've heard that you tore up all the invoices, is that correct?” Mr. Young stumbled over his words, “Well, you see, Anthony moved a lot of equipment, which raised suspicion...” Blake nonchalantly twirled his fingers behind his back, dismissing the nonexistent dust in the air.

“Did | also hear correctly that Mr. Martin tore up the negotiated agreement?” Filled with regret, Mr. Martin uttered, “No, it was just... an accident...” Anthony was the true powerhouse, overshadowing them all. In Anthony's presence, they paled in comparison.

If Blake were to provoke them and bankrupt them within minutes, how could he continue developing the virtual assistant project he had just taken over? He could not afford to lose everything.

Mr. Martin could not bring himself to lower his head, but Mr. Young immediately bowed down, apologizing profusely, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was all a misunderstanding, it's our mistake...” Mr. Martin also added, “I apologize as well. | was misled by rumors. Someone told me that Anthony had taken all the equipment from the laboratory... It was all a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding...” Blake gestured towards the moving convoy, where a pile of items remained unloading from the truck, and asked, “Can we continue moving these items now?” Mr. Martin nodded repeatedly, saying, “Yes.” Blake inquired further, “Do we need to inspect the invoices?” Despite feeling deeply wronged, Mr. Martin dared not show it and waved his hands, saying, “No, no, not necessary!” Blake then pointed to the trash can and asked, “What about the contract? Should | have someone stick it back together with tape?” Mr. Young quickly stepped forward and replied, “No, no, I'll do it...” Mr. Young picked up the contract, unknowingly also picking up a considerable amount of dog poop. He dared not utter a word, feeling utterly embarrassed.

Blake cast a cold glance at him, then gestured with his fingers, saying, “Keep moving.” The moving team immediately sprang into action.

Mr. Young attempted to please Blake, saying, “Mr. Crawford, should we find someone to help with the moving?” Lilly took a couple of steps back and exclaimed, “Hey! Don’t come near us, you've got dog poop on you!” Mr. Young felt a surge of embarrassment, thinking that perhaps no one else had noticed...

But everyone's eyes were fixed on him.

Instinctively, Mr. Young wanted to wipe his hands on his trousers, but he resisted the urge and excused himself to wash his hands.

After everything was loaded into the vehicle, Blake asked, “Is there anything left?” Confused, Max replied, “No... nothing else.” Just as Blake was about to depart, he suddenly made a teasing remark, saying, “After spending so much money on you, why won't you call me your big brother?” Anthony clenched his teeth and reluctantly shouted, “Big brother!” Blake pursed his lips, put on his sunglasses once again, nodded, and remarked, “Yes, good boy.” Max was embarrassed.

What good does it do you to take advantage of me?