Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Unable to bear it any longer, Peter put down his cutlery and went to his room. His parents were so busy arguing that they failed to notice anything wrong with him.

Later on, he was in so much pain that he could not even speak. Peter eventually passed out, just to wake out to the sounds of intense argument again.

Through the door, he could hear his parents in a heated exchange.

“Dad…mom…help…”

“Help me…call the ambulance…dad…”

“Mom…”

He mustered all of his strength but he could only whisper those final words.

No one heard him.

In his world, no one could hear him despite his desperate screams

Just like that, he died from the excruciating pain of an internal haemorrhage.

It hurt…It really hurt!!

Peter woke up with tears streaming down his face. He then curled up on the ground and started bawling his eyes out.

The weakling spirit shook his head as he backed away from Peter. He then silently looked on at the figure on the ground.

“Enjoy…little brat.” murmured the spirit as he turned around to leave.

Up until that moment, the unlucky ghost had been toying with Mrs. Szell and making her a fool in front of the other parents. She tripped over numerous random things so many times that her face was bruised, and she was covered in chalk dust and water.

When Mrs. Szell heard the commotion, she immediately ran over to look for Peter.

“Peter?! What happened to you?” yelled a shocked Mrs. Szell as she frantically cradled him.

“Are you hurt? What happened? Tell me!”

bawl. His face

mom…help me!”

not knowing whether he

the fear, outrage, and pain that he experienced earlier that he could not distinguish between illusion and reality. The despair and

sight to see her in such a state as Mrs. Szell had perfected the art of manipulating others with her emotions to get

out while

them quietly as the

heartbroken

may not be a good person, but she

she did not get a divorce because of him while treating him

unlucky ghost appeared beside him without him noticing and yelped

a number on the kid, Michael! The kid’s scared shitless. Tsk

asked quietly, “Don’t you think you went

teach Peter a lesson, instead, he

weakling spirit kept quiet as he drifted away without even looking at the

just said flatly, “Let’s go, we

was gone after he finished

going back already? But I’m not

rubbed her chin

Charlotte’s father were acting strange, so she decided

love for her! He said that he had been thinking of

was expecting Isabella’s mother to give him an earful, instead, she blushed shyly without turning down

caught the harem

her own lustfulness had begun affecting

quickly left without doing

two of them to keep exchanging flirtatious

agreed to a date

asking, “Oh? Wait for me, Harem. Aren’t you going to stay on

two secretly

go, there’s nothing to see