Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

Blake was speechless. Pablo’s mouth twitched as soon as he came out.

“Although it was three thousand years ago, I remember some things,” Pablo said.

He naturally knew more about the King of Hell than others. According to the time, it should be when the King of Hell’s soul disappeared in her previous life.

Serene did not look at Pablo. Of course, she knew Pablo. He was the judge. She had seen him from afar.

She looked at Blake stubbornly to get his explanation.

Blake said lightly, “Except for Jean, I haven’t slept with anyone, let alone given birth to a daughter like you.”

The harem spirit burst out laughing. Thinking of something and looking at Jean, the two women laughed loudly.

Blake raised his eyebrows. Why is Jean laughing? Shouldn’t she be shy? Forget it. Jean is particular. She’s the plaintiff.

Blake felt helpless.

Seeing that everyone did not seem to take this matter seriously, Serene felt deeply angry and unreconciled.

I waited for Father for three thousand years. How could he say that? It’s understandable for him not to know about me, but how can he forget Mother? He had a relationship with Mother!

“Father, recall it again!” Serene was about to shed tears. She tried hard to maintain the image of a fairy to be worthy of the title of Emperor Prosper’s daughter.

lost her soul, and you lost control of your emotions. It was Mother who comforted

I’ve been waiting so long. How can it be a joke? I don’t believe Mother will lie to me! What good is it

at

older than me.

grabbed the painting abruptly and asked, “But Mother has this painting!

be

a painting as a token of love. Impossible. In Blake’s view, only precious

reminded Blake, “Daddy, this painting has your

signature. He was startled and

indeed my signature. When did I

thinking, Blake looked

and

at me?” Jean looked puzzled and subconsciously said, “I didn’t copy your signature! You know it’s

said that. She had no memory of thousands of years

“Yes, you didn’t. I

waiting for her, and every time he brought her back, she would still maintain some of the habits

was unique. No matter how many lifetimes she had gone through, her temper had not

me as pampering? I didn’t write it. Why does he look

not find any memory of the painting. Blake had already thought of something and said, “You don’t need

and said, “You were the one