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.

Phillips let out cries of agony, wanting nothing more than to be killed on

Uriah was trembling with pain. “Kill me

to be a dead man for sure

let that happen just yet. “What’s the

by the branch pierced through them, walking through the Phillips household just like

shining, the walls covered with

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

malignant spirit had

to suffer, regardless of

the Phillips household turned into

“Help… help!”

let me go,

son, please,

their children in tow— but not a single one of them was able

Pablo! Please stop, don’t…” Uriah sobbed. “Let my son go! He’s

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

“No—!”

was lifted over his face, and he quickly stopped

how could you do

you won’t

Pablo himself, was expressionless.

At the last backyard.

first wife, Sylvia

completely untouched in the bloodbath, but he looked

afraid in the slightest. She sat by her bed, dressed neatly with

been ten years, but you’re

she could not see the hand

you to know, I never

put poison in Uriah’s wine the first time I married

the arrow slowly going into

couldn’t procreate, but had a whole family of kids. I did a good job, didn’t

had to give birth to keep their position in the family. I’d given birth myself, what

by me, they did whatever they could to give birth…

face. “I can’t believe I was able to see

hardly believe what

Not his children?

for so many years, giving them

to not turn out to

his world crumbling, his mind shaking even

most painful part of all this was not even that these children weren’t his, but that his

fury… Uriah was feeling everything Pablo had felt

him thoroughly lose

as he howled, “You… it’s all your fault! You did this

finally sparing Uriah and

Crack!