Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

The head hovered on the verge of oblivion, on the brink of dissipating completely, but it was struck with the frying pan once again.

Silence enveloped the surroundings for a long moment.

However, the truth talisman remained firmly attached to the head. As long as even a trace of lingering resentment remained, it compelled the head to continue divulging its dark secrets.

“I asked that woman to help me take the photos. Each photo cost a dollar,” it confessed.

Naturally, the price would increase if the scope of the request expanded.

Every day, without fail, he would spend one or two hundred dollars purchasing photos from that woman.

But gradually, he was no longer satisfied.

“One day, I encountered a young boy from my neighborhood who had just returned home from school…”

“I knew him well. I had been observing him for quite some time. His parents were always occupied, and on certain days, they would drop him off at the community gate before rushing off to work overtime.”

On that particular day, the little boy walked home alone, holding two buns.

Hex guessed that those two buns would serve as his dinner for the night.

There was no one else in his family—no grandparents or relatives who could pick him up. If there were, surely they would have been there for him.

“So, I gathered my courage and approached him,” the head continued.

“Children are easily swayed. I told him I was his neighbor, expressing concern about his busy parents. How could it be alright for him to have buns for dinner? I invited him to my house for dinner, promising that I had Ultraman there…”

In this way, the child was lured away.

Of course, the child was not spared.

“I didn’t kill him in the end,” the head claimed. A tinge of regret seeped into its voice, “I merely threatened him, warning him not to tell anything to his parents. I made it clear that if he did, I would subject him to the same treatment next time.”

Josh tightened his grip on the frying pan, and once again smacked it with a resounding impact.

This time, the ghost head let out a puff of air, unable to maintain its form, and dispersed into a cloud of black mist.

“Even if he didn’t tell his parents, you would have treated him the same way next time!”

This is madness!

happen again, there were

then spoke

the boy returned home, his mother noticed something amiss

as long as the child remained silent, the adults would

parents discovered the

father beat him up

the train? Did you board before or after your death? And how did you

the pan had been struck too forcefully, and the ghost with the head had

Josh was momentarily speechless…

hit him

information, simply informing his uncle would be enough to uncover the identity of the murderer and unravel the circumstances of

could not help but feel that Hex’s death was somewhat deserved, but unfortunately, the boy’s father would now face

father had been tirelessly working all along, simply striving to provide a

had ended

overwhelmed with indescribable complexity. As a result of exerting too much force earlier, his

tense moment, fatigue

wave of empathy washed over Josh as he understood Lilly’s emotions and

uncontrollably, causing the frying pan to slip from his grip and fall

Josh’s schoolbag, collecting the scattered nets

moving slowly, giving Josh

his efforts, Josh’s hands were still

his brow upon seeing this, remembered something,

a drink,” Drake said, unscrewing

ice pond

purer than any filtered or sterilized

Josh could not resist sneaking a taste for

a single sip of the water dispelled the weariness of an all-nighter, infusing him with

strength coursing through his body, urging him to run

hands, Josh grabbed the water and poured it down

Beyond the woods…

and setting up cartoons for her, he

obediently watch the cartoons without wandering

Alban’s arm, prompting him to halt as he reached the

the dark aura on his arm; otherwise, it