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…

pushed anyone. Why did no one believe

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

day and night had passed while Susie was locked up

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

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

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

a year ago, but sometimes she still talked

double-sided as a snake. When someone else was around, she acted nice, but when Susie was alone with her, she was worse than

Susie whispered weakly before she gripped the ears of

time, the attic

unconscious Susie,

With some difficulty, she opened her bleary eyes.

killed your own younger brother, and you still dare to ask for food?

heat

became. At such a young age, she must have such a vicious mind to be able to kill her own

didn’t 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

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

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

you sure you don’t want

it wasn’t me!” Susie bit her lip,

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

still told him not to blame Susie for what happened. She said that Susie was so young, and it would be hard for her to grow up without a mother. Stacy said Susie was probably just afraid that her parents wouldn’t love

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

each word he spoke, the stick came

he didn’t realize his cell phone had fallen out of his pocket. He didn’t stop until he had knocked Susie to the ground in

your

his tie, dropped the broom, and

patch, and after half

wife had fallen down the stairs, and as a result, she had miscarried

was enough to push Andrew past his breaking point, and he took out his

spirit had been completely broken. She struggled to get up, then sank back down into

felt like she might be

she died, would she get