Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Lilly said, “Chanice, don’t be scared! No one’s going to hurt you anymore!”

She stuck out a finger, drawing a calming amulet in midair and making it stick to Chanice.

Pablo, who had been watching all along without saying a thing, was speechless.

Drawing amulets in mid-air? That was something else! How annoying, it was like she didn’t even need him anymore! This was making him look useless…

Chanice calmed down after having the amulet stuck to her, feeling less scared than she had been before.

She sobbed, “Dad, Mom, he hit me… Chad hit me…”

She sobbed with all her chest, curling into her mother as she said: Chad hit her. Chad threw a chair at her…

He strangled her, slapped her.

She locked herself in her room, but he tried to kick it down…

Chanice’s brother had just calmed down slightly, but blew up all over again upon hearing his sister get assaulted like that.

He grabbed a chair, breaking it on Chad’s head…

Chad’s head bled at once, and chaos broke loose once again. Chad’s father was fuming, “Call the police, call the police!”

Chad lay on the ground in a heap, his chest sinking as the police were mentioned!

His unit was owned by the state! If the police came, he was going to lose his source of income!

What the hell? They couldn’t get the three thousand dollars out of him, so now they were trying to ruin his future? How evil!

Chad was trembling with fear and rage, but quickly calmed down.

could not exactly judge for sure who was in the

abused their wives would usually just be sent to counseling

brave all of

cameras he had secretly installed in Chanice’s house. It was impossible for him to take them out now, so all

him the

Oh?

Deleting something?

over, only to see that Chad had

the air rang with

police cars and ambulances

people to take statements, and people to

representatives took one look at Chanice and their

mother panicked at the question. “What’s wrong with

who was tending to a now-unconscious Chanice said, “We suspect that she’s bleeding internally. She needs to be

legs wobbled, and she nearly keeled

rushing over

had been detained, frowned. “Sir, that’s

wrong?

“I’m a victim too!”

“They

Blake, sitting by the side. He had seen with his own eyes that

of your policemen was right here, but he didn’t stop them and let them attack me! My head’s been bashed in, look!

enraged, feeling as if he had been wronged

was a little squabble between a

fought,

wrong for

arms,

you see that I was a cop?” He picked up Lilly. “We were just passing by… and watching