Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Get Her Out of My House

Click… The pen Craig was holding fell to the floor.

Everyone’s throats seemed to close up, and none of them could make a sound for several long moments.

On the other end of the line, the young voice continued, “Uncle Ryan… I’m so cold and hungry… I didn’t push Stacy, but no one believed me. Daddy told me to kneel by the door… But I’m so cold… Uncle, won’t you come and pick me up…”

As she spoke, the girl’s voice became weaker and weaker. Through the phone, the Murrays could faintly hear the sound of whistling wind and snow, but the little girl’s voice had cut off.

Ryan finally came to his senses. He grabbed the phone and held it close to his mouth, shouting hurriedly, “Hey, Su-Susie? Where are you? Tell your uncle where you are!”

There was no response.

Craig stood up in a panic. His earlier stoic, gruff attitude vanished in an instant, as if all of a sudden he’d aged ten years.

“Come on, what are you waiting for? Somebody search this number! Check this number, check the location, quick!”

Susie passed out before finishing her call, and the phone fell from her hand into the snow. After a long time, Andrew came out to look for his

phone. When he saw Susie lying there motionless, he raised his foot and kicked her.

“You might as well be dead!” he exclaimed angrily.

Four years ago, Andrew had picked up a woman dressed in tattered

clothes from the side of the road. In a moment of kindness, he took her

back to his apartment and offered her a bath and a change of clothes. After she’d gotten cleaned up, he realized she was extremely beautiful.

She couldn’t remember how she had gotten there, and when he tried to question her, she seemed dazed and confused. Andrew thought she was cute, so he’d spent a long time trying to win her over. Like a lovesick idiot, he doted on her, pampering her and taking care of her at

every turn…

Now, he felt sick just thinking about it.

her? If she had

test. If word got out that

his study, where he dialed a series of numbers. “Hey… Shawn, it’s Andrew Bishop. I’ve been meaning to ask, do you know anyone

family of Los Angeles?”

you been? Do you know the Murray family,

outside it. Susie was crumpled into a ball in the snow, and the minutes crept by painfully slowly as the sun

to set.

awareness, but she couldn’t open her eyes without a great deal of

her mother died. No matter what happened, even if her father beat her,

now she felt like

the other end of the phone.

the entire world cared about

in such a state, would her mother even care

in a grimace. She kept repeating in her mind, Mom… Susie won’t cry…

she heard a loud roaring

or eight black cars screeched up to the curb all at once. A man wearing an expensive black coat jumped out of the first car

strong, Susie’s small frame was

phone, Susie had said she

eyes widened as he spotted a small, barely noticeable snowdrift

through the snow in a panic. Hist hands turned red quickly from the freezing cold, and

“Susie?!”

into his arms. The

of her face, he was sure it was

her face looked almost exactly like his

younger.

of their beloved,

being wrapped in a warm embrace,

coat to swaddle her up

been freezing outside for a long time, and she was so numb, she could barely feel anything. Even with the added warmth, she was still chilled to the bone, and she shivered uncontrollably in

arms.

in front of her. His face

of Susie’s lips twitched, and she murmured, “Are you… my uncle Ryan? Uncle, I… I

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