Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

Uriah, on his last breath, gasped. “Pablo… he… he’s your master!” You…”

How could he take down his own master?

Uriah was at a loss for words from the shock— but it wasn’t like he had any strength to speak either way.

He felt a sense of dread!

He had thought that Pablo might at the very least let them go out of old times’ sake, but everything that had just happened had proven completely otherwise.

Pablo’s expression was cold as he smirked. “Master?”

“You shouldn’t have killed my family, then! Now I’ve turned into a malignant spirit, and I’m not going to let you go. You deserve this.”

As he spoke, a young man came running over shouting. This was Uriah’s oldest son.

“Dad! Grandpa!”

Pablo turned around slowly…

Uriah and Master Phillips widened their eyes. “No… Don’t—”

The boy, who could not have been more than eight or nine years old, stared at his chest in a daze.

Uriah could speak no longer, his eyes filled with rage and fear.

Master Phillips’ sobs had turned into howls. “Pablo… Pablo! How could you be so cruel! He’s just a child…”

How could he be so evil?

How could he have had the heart to do such a thing to a kid?

Pablo’s eyes grew bloodshot as his malignant energy flowed out of his body at once.

His grin glinted with murderous intent, and he said in a low voice, “Cruel?”

Uriah struggled as he opened his eyes. For some reason, Pablo had found a way to make it impossible for him to die even if he wanted to.

All he could do was watch as his beloved oldest son die before his eyes.

He roared with all his might, but his voice came out feeble and weak. “He’s just… child!”

“You’re… a monster… Pablo Belmont!”

A monster?

“Did you feel like a monster killing Nana and Reuben, huh?”

Pablo raised his hands. The thickest branches of cherry tree in the backyard flew out of the ground, chagrin towards Uriah and Master Phillips before stabbing them square in the stomach!

The splintered branches drove into their flesh, swaying slightly in the wind.

of agony, wanting

Uriah was trembling with pain.

was going to be

refused to let that happen just yet. “What’s

by the branch pierced through them, walking through the Phillips

brightly shining, the walls covered with

in white robes roaming the hallways, holding the Phillips father and son by a

had come

to suffer, regardless of

the Phillips household turned into hell

“Help… help!”

let me go, let me

son,

their children in

Uriah sobbed. “Let my son go! He’s only three years

was just born yesterday! He doesn’t know anything, he’s innocent! Please let

“No—!”

lifted over his

how could you do

you won’t live

Pablo himself, was expressionless.

At the last backyard.

Uriah’s first

white robes were completely untouched in

one lady was not afraid in the slightest. She sat by her

been ten years,

could not see the hand he had raised and the arrow coming

just want you to know, I never let you

first time I married him. He can’t

was expressionless, the arrow slowly going into

had a whole

in the family.

they did whatever they could to

on her face. “I can’t believe I was able

could hardly believe what he

Not his children?

these children for so many years, giving them

for them to not turn out

world crumbling, his

these children weren’t his, but that his most beloved woman had betrayed

feeling everything Pablo had felt back

him thoroughly

bloodshot eyes as he howled, “You… it’s all your fault! You did this to me, you ruined everything!

eyes, finally sparing Uriah and

Crack!