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.

through the parking lot of the hospital, he made a phone call.

instructions, Andrew’s vision went dark. Someone

Andrew shouted in a panic, “What

to the ground and started

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

home…

for them to resist their

rained

Andrew Bishop, president of Bishop Group! How dare you offend me… You’re going to

and raised a

a steel

assumed that his

away.

when he thought he was safe, a steel bar slammed down

“Ah!!”

parking lot rang out

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

with injuries all over his body, but the worst

indication of their identities while they pounded Andrew into a pulp. He was so enraged by the

bedside, her eyes full of tears. “Andrew, are you feeling

he would have been able to see through her affectation of concern. Stacy was still in her own hospital gown, pretending to

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

heart jumped into her throat. Of course her miscarriage hadn’t really been caused

but by herself.

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

the child she was carrying to tie her to the Bishop family. She was still young and beautiful, and

would ruin her

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

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 no risk in letting

who could have guessed that Susie was actually a child of the Murray family! One of the

afraid of being found out. What

do?

a way to stop the girl

Susie’s eyes fluttered open again. The room was quiet and

looked so

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