Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily) novel Chapter 951

Chapter 951 Senior Violet?

As Lilly soared through the air, carrying Lawrence with her, his heart swelled with exhilaration. It felt like riding a roller coaster in his younger days—a thrilling and exciting sensation.

When the wheelchair finally came to a stop, Lawrence's heart continued to pound, but he felt considerably better overall.

"Thank you, young lady!" Lawrence happily patted Lilly's hand.

Just then, David caught up, panting with his hands on his knees. "How did you both run so fast..."

Lilly pointed to the remote control in her hand. "Just press this button, and it's good to go."

David hesitated. "Uh..."

It turned out the wheelchair had malfunctioned and needed to be replaced. David immediately contacted someone to bring a new wheelchair.

Frowning and pouting, Lawrence said, "No need to change it; I think it's just fine."

David disagreed, still shaken by the previous experience. What if something happened with a wheelchair that fasts in the future?

Lilly opened her mouth as if to say something but ended up lightly touching her nose instead.

Gilbert noticed her guilty expression and couldn't help but chuckle.

Before long, a new wheelchair arrived, accompanied by a woman in her mid-twenties.

"Mr. Lambert!" she exclaimed upon seeing Lawrence and hurriedly approached him.

It was Lawrence's talented protégé, Violet—a renowned Impressionist painter who had already gained international acclaim at such a young age.

Lawrence hadn't seen her in a while and was pleased to see her. "Violet, come here. This is your junior, Lilly."

Violet was familiar with Lilly. Three years ago, Lawrence had taken in the young Miss from the Crawford family as his closed-door disciple, causing quite a stir.

However, soon after, Lawrence had to leave to seek treatment, and he didn't bring Lilly with him, so not many people in their circle knew about her.

Violet had once secretly approached Anthony, claiming to take Lilly under her wing as Senior.

But Anthony had rejected her proposition.

Violet had been resentful about it ever since...

So, upon seeing Lilly, she put on a gentle expression and said, "So, you're Lilly. I haven't had a chance to meet you, but from now on, I'll take care of you."

Lilly felt somewhat uncomfortable, but Violet's words didn't seem to have any obvious flaws. Surely, no one would think anything was amiss.

Lawrence said, "Lilly, this is my first disciple, a talented one indeed. She's your senior, Violet Yarbrough."

Yarbrough? For some reason, Lilly inexplicably thought of Yash.

Being polite, the little girl awkwardly said, "Hello, Auntie Violet."

Violet's smile froze for a moment; being called "Auntie" didn't sound good at all.

Other kids called her "sister."