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.

happened to her? If she had been assaulted before he met her, that might explain why Susie seemed

about Susie’s parentage, he had never thought of doing a paternity test. If word got out that he was not Susie’ s real father, it would be extremely

a series of numbers. “Hey… Shawn, it’s Andrew Bishop. I’ve been meaning to ask, do

family of Los Angeles?”

Do you know the Murray family, by any chance? It’s just that the company’s been having some

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

to set.

still had some mental awareness, but she couldn’t open her eyes without a

after her mother died. No matter what happened, even if her father beat her, she never

now she

the other end of the phone.

one in the entire world

in such a state, would her mother even care about her

purple lips twisted up in a grimace. She kept repeating in her mind, Mom… Susie won’t cry… Susie is

heard

screeched up to the curb all at once. A man wearing an expensive black coat jumped out of

wind and snow were so strong, Susie’s small

phone, Susie had said she was kneeling at

a small, barely noticeable snowdrift just

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

“Susie?!”

into his arms. The

face, he was

face looked almost exactly like

younger.

the child of their beloved, long-lost little

felt herself being wrapped in a warm embrace, and Ryan

coat to swaddle

feel anything. Even with the added warmth, she was still

arms.

finally saw the man in front of her. His face looked a lot like her

twitched, and she murmured, “Are you… my uncle Ryan? Uncle, I… I didn’t

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