Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 80 You’re A Little Bastard

There was a female spirit standing in the middle of the room with her hair disheveled and drooping down her face. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

There was a massive hole in her head from which she was bleeding profusely from.At her feet were five ghostly babies lying on their backs, the largest one was tugging at a long umbilical cord that connected it to the female spirit.

When she noticed Lilly standing by the doorway, she let out a hoarse shriek, “Lilly… Lilly…”

Her bright red nails were aimed right at Lilly’s throat.

Lilly turned pale.

She wasn’t someone who feared ghosts. Nothing could scare her except for the memories seared deep into her soul.

The woman before her was no stranger. It was Debbie Monroe!

Debbie was smiling wryly. Her teeth were chattering. “You caused me so much misery! You killed me…”

Lilly couldn’t help but take a step back but soon calmed herself.

I’m not scared. I’m not scared at all!

There’s no one who can hurt me now.

I have an amazing master who gave me a bracelet that made me stronger.

I’ve beaten Ms. Sumo Wrestler and even broke an iron railing!

I have eight uncles, Grandpa and Granny, my cousins…

She felt herself gaining strength.

She curled her hands into fists as she glared at her stepmother…

A voice at the back of her mind was screaming for her to beat her up!

Debbie couldn’t help scoffing at the sight of Lilly seemingly being scared silly.

Are you afraid now?!

Haha, I can still do whatever I please to her even when I’m dead. So what if she’s the Crawford family’s precious little princess?!

She deliberately tried to frighten Lilly and called out in an eerie voice, “Come join me in hell, Lilly… I’m so alone…”

Debbie revealed how miserable a state she was in as resentment and hatred churned within her.

This brat has been living quite a good life!

She’s now the apple of the family’s eye and living the life of a princess!

Stephen kicked me to my death. I’ve died so

of her and yet died

and now wanted

one else got

and lunged at

her hands clenched into

out and put his hand on her shoulder to feed her his power reserves. “You have nothing

She must be

his eyes and was about to stuff Debbie right into the jar of souls

spirit was subjected to eating dirt, leaving her stuck in

caught off guard.

idea what had

connection with its mother was also

initiative to attack and drag

“No mercy! No mercy!”

a sandbag that was meant

furious. “Stop

a word. She continued to beat her

Debbie was exasperated.

How could this be?

resentful spirit who

afraid? Why is she able to launch a counterattack on me

he had made a fool of himself in

all. She was

aura began to be absorbed

the ground like

“You… How dare you…”

were shaky as her strength

let her go and took

That scared me!

infants started to wail. The largest one dragged a blood-red path

rest followed suit and acted like leeches that clung to her

aside and

ghost infants felt

lips as she watched her and

her “brother” who had never been

to push her down the stairs but what

asked, “Why does the stepmother have so many babies clinging to her, Master? Can she have that many babies in her

to only

could’ve had fried chicken, ice cream,

violently shook

not it! The children are