Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

Pablo gripped the stingy ghost coldly. “Out with it. Where is King Libra?”

The stingy ghost sobbed, “I don’t know either…”

Thwack— Pablo took off half the stingy ghost’s head.

The stingy ghost: …

“I really don’t know! I was let out by a female ghost wearing a red headscarf. She’s a ghost general…”

Pablo smirked, taking off another half of his head.

All at once, the stingy ghost’s head resembled a sharpened pencil…

The stingy ghost wanted to cry, suspecting that Pablo was just getting personal revenge for Lilly.

Hadn’t he just taken one bite out of Lilly?

The kid was bubbly as a bottle of champagne, clearly nothing happened to her. Was there the need to torture him like this?

The stingy ghost racked his brains, and could only think of one key point. “There were gingko leaves from where we came out! Oh, and there was the sound of a big clock chiming!”

Blake squinted. Gingko leaves, clock chimes.

These two points were enough to narrow things down to a few locations.

He was going to have that traitor King Libra out no matter what!

The stingy ghost was nothing but indignant. “Look, I’ve told you everything. Can…”

Pablo was expressionless. “Is there anything else you have to say?”

The stingy ghost racked his brains one last time. “Uh… no. I swear, I’ve got nothing else.”

Pablo nodded. “You can leave, then.”

He waved a hand, and the stingy ghost disintegrated at once as it was absorbed by the spirit jar.

There was no way Pablo was going to keep ghosts under King Libra around.

You could never be too careful. He had a little pupil to lose!

(The stingy ghost: …?)

Just then, Lilly was lying on Blake’s shoulder. She was so sleepy she could hardly open her eyes.

She really was tired. She hadn’t felt it amidst her excitement then, but let go for a while and instantly felt like she was going to fall apart.

“Take the fruits… chop ’em up…” The sleepy little kid mumbled.

Bettany had waited for an entire night until she was dragged to rest by Anthony around midnight. She woke up in the morning, and began waiting again.

At last, the door of the restaurant on the fifth floor opened to reveal Blake with a sleeping Lilly.

“Is everything alright?” She was nothing but worried. “What was she up to all night? Birthdays don’t always come by, she couldn’t even enjoy hers in peace…”

Blake smiled. “Don’t worry…”

He paused, before glancing at Anthony. “Uncle Anthony’s rich, anyways. We can have another party tonight.”

Anthony: …

Bettany was about to say something, when her gaze sharpened at Lilly’s swollen hand.

It was not any normal swelling, but her hand had swelled up like a pig’s trotter!

“Blake…!” Bettany’s gaze glinted murderously.

Blake held Lilly, taking a big step back and disappearing into the elevator door.

Lilly back

really tired! She hasn’t slept

the words, he disappeared. Peblo gripped the stingy ghost coldly.

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off helf the stingy ghost’s

The stingy ghost: …

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just teken one bite out

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no wey Peblo wes going to keep ghosts under King

cereful. He

(The stingy ghost: …?)

She wes

then, but let go for e while end instently

’em up…” The sleepy little

weited for en entire night until she wes dregged to rest by Anthony eround midnight. She woke

lest, the door of the resteurent on the fifth floor opened

everything elright?” She wes nothing but worried. “Whet wes she up to ell night? Birthdeys don’t elweys come by, she couldn’t even enjoy hers in

Bleke smiled. “Don’t worry…”

Anthony’s

Anthony: …

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swelling, but her hend hed swelled up like e

geze

held Lilly, teking e big step beck end diseppeering into the

bringing Lilly beck

hesn’t slept ell

the words,

wake

glared at Anthony. “What are you staring at?

Anthony rubbed his nose.

you going to make

Edward: …

mothers were the same when they were in a bad

get out

turned around, leaving with

she looked at the mess of a restaurant

of the tables and chairs had

and clearly saw that there had been a huge chunk taken out of the cake. There had been a big garlic lobster before she

had a hard time last night,” Bettany mumbled to herself. “Cake’s not going to be

must’ve gotten cold, which was why she ate

to be an abundance of seafood! Be it jellyfish, scallops, lobsters, king crabs, sea urchins or

Zachary, having stayed up all night, went to

play with her, and so she could only

all the way until six in the evening. The sun was setting by the

into the water like a glowing egg yolk, its golden rays cast over the beach. The sky seemed to be a canvas of a beautiful, vibrant painting, making the entire beach look nothing

breeze was pleasant, and the waves lapped against the shore gently. Children ran on

Lilly leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows, not

through the door excitedly. “Lilly, are you

at top speed, hurrying out

along the beach with his hands in his pockets as he watched Hannah and Lilly

splashed around in the ocean, being tossed around by the waves lazily. It was considered

on