Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

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

began to seep through

night had passed while Susie was locked

the day before and

not be allowed

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

sometimes she still talked to her. Her dad had found another woman to marry, and soon her stepmother

as double-sided as a snake. When someone else was around, she acted nice, but

before she gripped the ears of her stuffed bunny and lost

a long time, the

grabbed the unconscious Susie, dragged her down the stairs, and

opened her bleary eyes. “Dad… I’m hungry…” she

killed your own younger brother, and you still dare to ask for food? How did I end up with such an ungrateful, selfish

heat drained out of her body, and

she must have such

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 good lesson, I would be a bad

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

later, the thick broomstick came down on Susie

sure you don’t want to apologize?” Andrew

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

made Andrew even angrier. “If it wasn’t you, did your stepmother throw herself down the stairs? She’s six

remembered the hospital, where he had watched Stacy bleed while doctors swarmed around her 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 hard for

it, the angrier he became. While beating Susie, he shouted, “You’re a bad girl,

stick came

hit her so hard, he didn’t realize his cell phone had fallen out of his pocket.

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

dropped the

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

a result, she had miscarried their unborn son. The Bishop family’s only hope for a legacy

past his breaking point, and he took out

Susie’s spirit had been completely broken. She

felt like she might

died, would she get to see