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…

anyone. Why did

snow outside pounded against the window, and eventually the snow began to seep through

passed

day before and hadn’t eaten a single bite of food in two days, so by now,

she would not be allowed to leave the attic until she

the cold, and her teeth chattered uncontrollably. She closed her eyes and murmured, “Mommy… I know I’m right, I won’t give

year ago, but sometimes she still talked to her. Her dad had found

a snake. When someone else was around, she acted nice, but when Susie was alone with her, she was

whispered weakly before she gripped the ears

a long time, the

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

With some difficulty, she opened her bleary eyes. “Dad… I’m hungry…”

sneered. “You killed your own younger brother, and you still dare to ask for food? How did I end up

from Susie’s eyes as the heat drained out

a young age, she must have such a vicious mind to

you can kill your brother while you’re still a child, you’ll probably become a serial killer when you grow up. If I didn’t teach you a

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

on Susie with a thud,

you don’t

Susie bit her lip, her small face full of

your stepmother throw herself down the

said that Susie was so young, and it would be hard for her to

Susie, he shouted, “You’re a bad girl, Susie! A

the stick came

of his pocket. He didn’t stop until he had knocked Susie to

When your aunt is out

adjusted his tie, dropped the

rough patch, and after half a month of Andrew begging for help, things still

fallen down the stairs, and as a result, she had miscarried their unborn son. The Bishop family’s only hope for a legacy had

push Andrew past his breaking point, and he took out his anger on

broken. She struggled to get up, then sank back

like she might

she get to see her

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