Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 1

Seattle City, Royal No. 1 Mansion area, Bishop family.

It was Thanksgiving Day, and the Bishop family home was covered in extravagant lights and decorations, adding a touch of warmth to the Bishop family’s normally austere appearance.

Suddenly, a scream cut through the dusky air.

“Ahh!”

With a series of loud thuds, a pregnant woman rolled down the stairs of the house!

Everyone exclaimed in shock and hurried to check on her.

Andrew Bishop, Stacy’s husband, asked anxiously, “Stacy, are you okay?”

The woman’s legs were covered in scrapes and cuts. Her face was white and she said, “Andrew, it hurts… Our baby… You have to save our baby!”

Andrew panicked, asking in a loud voice, “What happened? What’s going on?!”

Stacy Bishop looked up the stairs with tears streaming down her face.

Everyone followed her gaze to find a little girl, about three and a half years old, standing at the top of the stairs. When everyone’s eyes landed on her, she squeezed the stuffed rabbit in her arms tightly to her chest.

Andrew was furious. “Did you push Stacy?”

The little girl pursed her lips. “It wasn’t me, I didn’t…”

Still crying, Stacy begged, “No… Dad, don’t blame Susie… She’s so young, she doesn’t understand, she didn’t do it on purpose…”

Those words were a direct confirmation of Susie’s ‘crime’.

Andrew’s eyes were cold and unforgiving. He said without hesitating, “Lock the girl in the attic. I’ll deal with her when I come back!”

With that, everyone rushed to take Stacy to the hospital.

Susie was dragged upstairs so roughly that she lost a shoe. But her little face remained stubbornly set, and she didn’t cry or beg for mercy.

There was no light or heating in the small, cramped attic. It was dark and cold. The shutters on the windows slammed and rattled in the wind, like a monster might jump out at any moment…

Susie hugged her little rabbit tightly and curled up in a corner.

It was so cold…

hadn’t pushed anyone. Why did

and eventually the snow began to seep through the cracks in the window frames, layer after layer piling up on

an entire day and night had passed while Susie was locked

family ignored Susie. No one knew she had been punished by Stacy the day before and hadn’t

the Bishop family, threatened that she would not be allowed to leave the attic

teeth chattered uncontrollably. She closed her eyes and murmured, “Mommy… I know I’m right, I

talked to her. Her dad had found another woman

snake. When someone else was around, she acted

Susie whispered weakly before she gripped the

time, the attic door

face red with anger. He grabbed the unconscious Susie, dragged her down the stairs,

eyes. “Dad… I’m hungry…” she said

and you still dare to ask for food?

as the heat drained

a young age, she must have such a vicious

you to behave like this! If you can kill your brother while you’re still a child, you’ll probably become a serial killer when you grow up. If I

he found a broom leaning against the side of the house. He reached for the

moment later, the thick broomstick came down on Susie with a thud, and

you don’t want to apologize?”

me!” Susie bit her lip, her

stepmother throw herself down the stairs? She’s six months pregnant, do you think she wanted to

said that Susie was so young, and it would be hard for her to grow up without a mother. Stacy said Susie was probably

he became. While beating Susie, he shouted, “You’re

he spoke, the stick came down hard across Susie’s

his pocket. He didn’t stop until he had knocked Susie to the ground in the

don’t move! When your aunt is out of the hospital, then you

his tie, dropped the broom,

bad enough for him lately. His company was going through a rough patch, and after half a month of Andrew begging for help, things

she had miscarried their unborn son. The Bishop family’s only

push Andrew past his breaking point, and he

was finished, Susie’s spirit had been completely broken. She struggled to get up, then sank back

she

get to see her

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