Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)
Chapter 1139

The harem spirit was in astonishment. Although she was suspicious of Serene, this signature was too particular. No one would doubt its authenticity after seeing it.

The weakling spirit squinted slightly. "It's indeed Mr. Blake's signature."

The ghost bride was surprised. "How could..."

The harem spirit stroked her chin. "What kind of plot is this? The male lead is drugged, and the supporting actress takes advantage of the opportunity. Or is the male lead poisoned and mistaken for the supporting actress as the female lead?"

All the ghosts glared at the harem spirit, who made jokes at this time.

Although the ghosts felt something strange, they did not suspect Blake. Blake was not that kind of person.

Serene sneered with an inexplicable arrogance. "Do you all believe me this time?"

All the ghosts looked at Lilly worriedly. However, Lilly showed a strange look. "The signature is real, but the painting might not be real. Maybe my daddy signed it first, and you drew it later." Serene shouted angrily, "Nonsense!" She did not allow others to doubt the authenticity of the painting!

The ghosts suddenly realized the problem. They only paid attention to Lilly's emotions just now. Now they had broadened their thoughts.

"Yes, maybe that's the case!"

"Your mother might be a palace maid. And she secretly stole Emperor Blake's seal."

"Or after Emperor Blake signed on it, your mother stole it away and drew the painting herself."

Serene was furious when they questioned the painting and denied her identity. Her identity was her only belief for thousands of years! There was no doubt!

Serene sneered. "So what if you don't admit it? When the Emperor Prosper comes...”

Before she finished speaking, she heard a voice say, "I'm here. What do you want?"

Blake stepped out of the palace boundary coldly. Serene froze for a moment.

The moment she saw Blake, it was as if she saw someone in a painting come out. That man was her biological father, whom she had admired for thousands of years, and now her belief had turned into reality. It's Emperor Prosper! He looks the same as the painting!

Serene was so excited. She never expected to see Blake one day. Moreover, he looked so young. She could not help but stare at Blake and ignore Jean behind him.

When Blake appeared, Serene choked with grief. "Father!"

Lilly frowned. Before Jean could say anything, Lilly glared at Blake. Blake felt inexplicably guilty.

"No, Lilly. Listen to me..." Blake quickly waved to Lilly, "I'm not her father!"

After Jean arrived, she blended into the ghosts and squatted aside with the harem spirit to watch the fun.

Before Jean asked what the gossip was, she heard Serene call Blake's father!

She was dumbfounded. She glanced at Serene, looked at the harem spirit's uncertainty, and pointed at herself. The harem spirit nodded. That's right. This gossip is related to you!

Jean felt excited. It's even more exciting!

"In what step has the plot progressed?" Jean asked while looking back and forth between Serene and Blake. The harem spirit whispered, "Now it's the story of a fake daughter who recognizes her father."

"Oh! Got it!"

She was familiar with such a plot. This plot always appeared in the novels she read before she died.

As expected of the harem spirit, she summarized the entire story. So Jean did not need to ask in detail.

Lilly complained, "Serene said she's your daughter, and she hit me as soon as we met!"

Blake's eyes turned cold, and he glared at Serene.

Serene felt that Lilly had snatched her father away. She pointed at Lilly angrily. "You're talking nonsense! You pretended to be the father's daughter and stole things from the palace! That's why I..." Serene paused, then looked at Blake with reddish eyes. "She hit me! I didn't hit her!"

Although Serene did not have the haughty look anymore, she did not want to say she could not defeat Lilly.

Blake said coldly, "Don't mess around. I've never had any children other than Lilly."

Serene was stunned and anxious. "My mother is Cynthia. Have you forgotten? Three thousand years ago, at the Fairy Lake in the palace..."

Jean, who was drinking water, spat water out upon hearing that.

The harem spirit's mouth twitched. "Uh, this plot is also familiar. Did her mom fall in love with Mr. Blake at Fairy Lake?"

The harem spirit and Jean looked at Blake together. The more they looked at him, the more he looked like a scumbag.