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.

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

went dark. Someone had

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

Andrew to the ground and

their hands dirty like this, and they normally wouldn’t have bothered. But when they thought of the injuries and frostbite all over

home…

to resist their desire

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

know who I am? I’m Andrew Bishop, president of Bishop Group! How dare you offend me… You’re going to pay

his tie, and raised a single hand, gesturing to his brothers

immediately. Michael walked up, holding a steel bar in his

his threats had scared

away.

was safe, a steel bar slammed down into

“Ah!!”

lot rang out

go to the hospital. He had barely stepped out the hospital’s

with injuries all over his body, but the worst

indication of their identities while they pounded Andrew into a pulp.

bedside, her eyes full

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

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

yesterday, her heart jumped into her throat. Of

but by herself.

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

She was still young and beautiful, and

it would ruin her

she didn’t want to take the blame for it. That was how she came up with the scheme to make

a doomed, insignificant orphan. The Bishop family had never treated her kindly. When he was drunk, Andrew often admitted that he was ashamed of Susie and wished she had never been born. So Stacy assumed there would be

Susie was actually a child of the Murray family! One of the four strongest, most

Stacy was terrified, afraid of being

do?

had to figure out a way to stop the girl from tattling on

Susie’s eyes fluttered open again. The room

she lowered her eyes sadly, assuming everyone had abandoned her. She looked so sad

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