Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Everyone in The MacNeil family was thrilled.

Only one of the young men hesitated and asked, “Grandpa Jerome, don’t you feel it strange why Chief MacNeil suddenly agreed to come?” The young man named Rylee MacNeil was the son of Jerome's younger brother.

Rylee came to Clodston to develop and live with the MacNeil family.

Jerome twirled his beard and answered indifferently, “We're all surnamed MacNeil. It's normal for Chief MacNeil to come.” No matter why, it’s fine as long as he comes! Rylee shook his head again. “I always feel something strange about Chief MacNeil. He even embarrasses the deputy. | wonder why he agrees to come.” Giuliana stared at Rylee. “Rylee, why did you always think badly? Why can’t Chief MacNeil come to celebrate my birthday?” We're the family members of a first-class hero! Shouldn't Chief MacNeil come to celebrate my birthday? Davion solemnly said, “Rylee, don’t guess nonsense!” Rylee shut up immediately but could not hide his resentment.

He thought Jerome’s family was all useless. They were lucky enough to snatch Erick’s honor. If Erick’s first-class merit glory fell on him, he would have been wealthy.

Tristan MacNeil, the grandson of The MacNeil family, rolled his eyes thoughtfully.

Although Rylee failed the public examination for several years, Tristan knew Rylee was capable.

So Tristan pretended to ponder, then said, “Grandpa, | think it strange too. It's better to be more cautious.” Hearing what his grandson said, Jerome thought it made sense.

“Cruz, go check it out.” Jerome's second son, Cruz MacNeil, nodded in response.

After entrusting many relationships and contacts to investigate, the MacNeil family finally found the truth.

It turned out that the God of Battle, Blake MacNeil, was from the MacNeil family! The MacNeil family was stunned by the news.

Jerome trembled. “It's Erick’s grandson, which means he’s also my grandson! We're so lucky!” Giuliana flushed with excitement. “No wonder he’s going to celebrate my birthday!” Davion suddenly realized and said to Giuliana, “He promised to come without saying a reason. It seems he wants to give you a surprise!” Seeing their reactions, Rylee was speechless.

If I remember correctly, Blake MacNeil isn't Grandpa Jerome's biological grandson. At most, he can be said to be a grandnephew.

Although Rylee felt something was wrong, he did not say anything more.

The MacNeil family excitedly began to arrange the birthday banquet. They hang colorful balloons and bright flowers, and even gilded invitations.

Jerome liked to collect antiques. He usually treasured and locked the antiques when going out. Now, he took them out and displayed them.

Jerome was gratified and excited. “I've been in Clodston for five years. This year, the MacNeil family will take another leap forward!” Blake was the god of battle in Dudroinia and the supreme commander of the military department. In the old era, he might be a knight the king would rely on.

No one else could invite him, but he was the grandson of the MacNeil family! It meant that they would be the most influential family from now on! The MacNeil family sent out invitations overwhelmingly to many wealthy families and celebrities.

The MacNeil family’s butler even told everyone that the first commander of the military department, the first god of battle in Dudroinia, was Jerome's grandson! He said it so happily.

As soon as the news came out, everyone was secretly startled, and they congratulated the MacNeil family in advance.

Giuliana raised her head proudly.

In the past, they had to rely on various people to make relationships, but now they were different! They could choose the contacts when others curried favor with them.

When Hugh received the invitation from the MacNeil family, he was reading in the garden while Lilly was drawing on the stone table beside him.

Seeing a guest coming, she subconsciously greeted politely, “Hello, Uncle.” Soon, Lilly recognized it was the MacNeil family’s butler, who was impolite to Anthony the day before yesterday. Immediately, she turned and ran away.

The MacNeil family’s butler, Kevin Wolfe, glanced at Lilly with a gleam of contempt.

What a rude kid! The Crawford family said her dad might be from the MacNeil family. Fortunately, | had driven them away.

Compared to business, politics was better. If Lilly was from the Shaw family, Jerome might consider allowing her to be a member of the MacNeil family.

“Hello, Mr. Crawford. Old Mrs. MacNeil’s birthday is coming soon. We invite all the celebrities in Clodston to the banquet. I'm here to send you an invitation,” Kevin said.

Hugh showed an indifferent look. “Put it aside. If you have nothing else, you may go now.” Kevin's expression darkened.

Although The MacNeil family was an upstart in Clodston, they were as famous as other influential families.

So, Kevin felt annoyed with the Crawford family’s arrogance. He said, “Mr. Crawford, do you know the God of Battle that returned to Clodston recently? That's Old Mrs. MacNeil's grandson!” Under normal circumstances, others would stand up immediately when they heard about Blake.

However, Hugh shook the newspaper and snorted coldly. “Oh? That's great! | thought he was your grandson.” Hearing that, Kevin frowned. “Mr. Crawford, everyone admires Dudroinia’s patron saint like Chief MacNeil. You can't say that casually.” Hugh was expressionless. He did know that Blake. After all, Lilly was Blake's daughter, even though she had not recognized Blake as her father yet.

“Jack, send him off,” Hugh ordered Jack.

Jack signaled Kevin politely. “Please come with me.” Kevin was pissed off.

Hmph! What a businessman's bad habit! The Crawford family has no upbringing or background at all! Kevin left angrily. Then, Hugh finally picked up the invitation card. He only glanced at it, then threw it aside coldly.

If Blake had not asked him to bring Lilly to Giuliana’s birthday party and Blake would vent anger for Lilly, Hugh would never go there.

Thinking of that, Hugh flickered his eyes. “Lilly, come here.” Lilly ran over. “Grandpa, what's the matter?” Hugh said, “That rude butler just now invited us to the MacNeil family to celebrate Old Mrs. MacNeil’s birthday. Do you want to go?” As long as Lilly said no, he would not attend that party. Even if Blake asked, he could say Lilly did not want to go.

Lilly tilted her head and pinched her fingers. “Grandpa, let me predict first!” She grabbed Tortoise and turned it. “Tortoise, turn and tell me my fortune...” Tortoise felt dizzy. It turned over, then lay down.

Lilly was puzzled. “Huh, there's a reversal?” Hugh was speechless.