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 no one

the window, and eventually the snow began to seep through the

night had passed while Susie was

one knew she had been punished by Stacy the day before and hadn’t eaten a

not be

Susie’s lips were purple from the cold, and her teeth chattered uncontrollably. She closed her eyes and murmured, “Mommy… I know I’m

talked to her. Her dad had found another woman to marry, and soon

someone else was around, she

the ears of her

the attic door

stormed inside, his face red with anger. He grabbed the unconscious

eyes. “Dad…

dare to ask for food? How did

the heat drained

age, she must have such a vicious mind to be able to kill her own unborn

raise 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 didn’t teach you a

he looked around until he found a broom leaning against the side

thick broomstick came down on Susie with a thud, and

don’t want

me! Really, it wasn’t me!” Susie bit her

wasn’t you, did your stepmother throw herself down the stairs? She’s six months pregnant, do you think

like flies. Even in her critical condition, Stacy had still told him not to blame Susie for what happened. She said that Susie was so young, and it would be

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

word he spoke, the stick came down

cell phone had fallen out of his pocket.

on your knees, and don’t move! When your aunt is out of the

his tie, dropped the

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

had fallen down the stairs, and as a result, she had miscarried their unborn son.

this was enough to push Andrew past his breaking point, and he took out his anger on Susie

She struggled to get up, then sank back down into the

like she might be

get to see her

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