Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 5

Chapter 5 She Has a Family Now

At Martin’s words, his brothers’ eyes all lit up, and their faces were transformed by hardened, ruthless expressions.

Ryan pounded a fist into his palm and started cracking his knuckles.

The fifth child, Michael Murray, worked in engineering and construction. He had a violent personality, and he sneered and said, “Where can I get a steel bar?”

The gentle leader of the group, Paul, cautioned his brother, “In a lawful society, we can’t just blatantly go around beating people up.”

He glanced around the hall and stopped a nurse who was walking past. “Hi, do you have any cloth bags in your department?”

The nurse was confused for a moment and stammered, “Y-yes, we have plenty of bags in the storage room, but we also have cardboard

boxes…”

She assumed they were trying to pack and transport something, and cardboard boxes would work better than bags.

Paul smiled. “Thanks, the bags will be fine.”

In order to fight, of course they would need a way to remain

anonymous.

The Murray brothers: “..

At the end of the corridor outside the VIP area, the cold wind whistled against the white interior of the hospital.

Andrew felt like he was about to freeze to death, and his mind was full

of complaints. He had been waiting all night, and now it was dawn. The Murray family still hadn’t come out, and they hadn’t allowed him

to see Susie!

Jay left about halfway through the night. Before he left, he told Andrew to keep waiting until someone from the Murray family appeared.

In the cold spring weather, the nights were even colder than they were during the winter. Andrew was freezing, exhausted, and hungry as he waited there in the hall. He wanted to go home, take a hot bath, and go directly to bed.

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, Andrew felt like he couldn’t stay on his feet for another second. But he forced himself to wait another hour before he finally made up his mind to return home.

made a phone call. “Remember to keep watch, and

could finish his instructions, Andrew’s vision went dark. Someone had thrown a

fists came down on him at once, and Andrew shouted in a panic, “What are

the ground

they normally wouldn’t have bothered. But when they thought of the injuries and frostbite all over Susie’s body,

home…

was impossible for them to

fight back as their blows rained down on him, and he

who I am? I’m Andrew Bishop, president of Bishop Group! How dare

raised a single hand, gesturing

brothers backed off immediately. Michael walked up, holding a steel bar in his hand

that his threats had scared the

away.

thought he was safe, a steel bar slammed down into

“Ah!!”

lot rang out with Andrew’s miserable

hospital. He had barely stepped out the hospital’s front doors before he was sent directly back, this time as

with injuries all over his body, but the worst part was that

to find the attackers. They had given no indication of their identities while they pounded Andrew into a pulp.

by Andrew’s bedside, her eyes full

Stacy was still in her own hospital gown, pretending to be worried about her

with both anger and confusion. How had Susie, that good-for-nothing bastard child, suddenly become the only daughter of the

into her throat. Of course her miscarriage hadn’t

but by herself.

of financial crisis. Andrew was not only going bankrupt, but he had also taken out a series of extravagant loans to try to make

the child she was carrying to tie her to the Bishop family. She was still young and beautiful, and she might be able to find a new husband who was much richer

it would

to take the blame for

was ashamed of Susie and wished she had never

that Susie was actually a child of the Murray family!

terrified, afraid of being found out. What could

do?

to stop the

in the VIP ward, Susie’s eyes fluttered open again. The

assuming everyone had abandoned her. She looked so sad and pathetic, her little face full of loneliness as she

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