Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

Josh stared at the malignant spirit bootlicker and asked, “Lilly, how do we catch this ghost?”

But now it wasn’t Josh taking Lilly to catch ghosts.

It was Lilly taking Josh to catch ghosts.

Although Josh had caught a regular woeful ghost called Head before, it had already been quite challenging for him.

But now, it was his first time dealing with a malignant spirit.

Lilly asked, “Josh, do you know what bootlickers fear the most?”

Curious, Josh replied, “What is it?”

Lilly smirked mischievously, her eyes filled with playfulness and mischief. “It’s when flattery backfires, right in their faces!”

She smiled mischievously, grabbed Josh’s hand, and pulled him inside. “Come on! Let’s go to class first.”

Josh reluctantly looked at the malignant spirit, feeling like it was not only Lilly’s responsibility but his own as well.

“Goodbye, bootlicker… Wait for me!” Josh said affectionately.

The malignant spirit bootlicker looked puzzled.

Peter’s mother looked despondently at the children who had already entered the school, unable to put her mind at ease.

She had planned to tend to her child’s wounds before allowing him inside, but he had thrown a tantrum and ran off instead.

The classmate Peter called “Big Black Pig” was named Nicodemus Gacy. Gacy was a rare surname, and for a first-grade student, Nicodemus was not easy to remember.

Furthermore, Nicodemus had darker skin, was taller, and had a more robust physique. That’s why Peter enjoyed calling him Big Black Pig.

Nicodemus’s mother was not pleased and said, “Peter’s mother, I think your child needs to change this habit. It’s impolite to give people nicknames like that. Parents should guide their children properly; otherwise, they won’t know any better.”

The previous incident had caused such a commotion because Peter

classmate had been given a nickname by him, but most of them quickly moved on and didn’t mind, leading to a

this problem persisted for so long, indicating

It’s my fault for not disciplining him properly. Sigh,

time, Nicodemus was too harsh. I’m worried about

towards the

he was too harsh. I’m sorry, but I’m

that, she got

place. The school gate had already opened, and the security guard started urging people, saying, “Parent, don’t stand

mother suddenly felt a surge of unnamed anger welling

She was so worried, and the other person simply said sorry

even know if the apology was for hitting her son or for being

in the wrong, they were the ones who resorted to violence. Out of concern and reason, shouldn’t they inquire about the child’s injuries or suggest going to

mother took out her phone

any answer despite calling several

[Hello, Teacher Robin! I’m sorry to bother you. Peter just got into a

busy with urgent matters in the morning. This child, Peter, is always mischievous

the morning

her phone on silent mode and placed it in her bag

Peter’s desk, surprised, and asked,

of “blood.” It was unclear if it was real blood or if it was mixed in with the vomit, but it appeared

without hesitation, she picked up Peter and rushed towards the medical room, not caring about getting dirty from

scene before and were

Peter is vomiting

into a buzzing

he going to

he’s expelling his

way, who said vomiting blood

there are no