Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 6

Chapter 6 The Master Who Appeared Out of Nowhere

In the empty hospital room, there was no one there to speak, and Susie didn’t see any ghosts, either.

She gripped her bed sheets and asked, “Who are you?”

Her heart was gripped with fear.

The voice said confidently, “I’m your master. You can call me Master.”

Susie’s little face scrunched up in skepticism.

“I don’t have a master-” she started to say, but then her throat seemed to

close up.

At that time, on the table beside the hospital bed, sat a ghost who was invisible to normal people. He was a young man in a white robe.

His face was pale, and his eyes were dark and deep. The bridge of his nose was high, his lips were bright crimson, and his eyebrows had a defined arch that gave him a demonic aura.

He stared at the little toddler in front of him, who couldn’t even understand what he was saying.

Hmm, she might be harder to convince than he thought…

“Sweetie…” he tried again coaxingly.

Susie said flatly, “I’m Susie, not Sweetie.”

The man:

He stroked his chin and said, “I really am your master. Your mother apprenticed you to me while she was still alive.”

Susie was very resistant when she heard this.

“My mother wouldn’t do that,” she said.

Her mother wouldn’t give her away to others. She knew her mother wouldn’t abandon her like that.

The man was speechless for a moment.

When Clara saw him on her deathbed, she’d begged him to watch over Susie and the Murray family after her death.

Susie was only two years old at the time, and she wasn’t able to see his spirit form. But he had received the appropriate payment, and he was indeed her master!

Two days ago, when Susie was on the verge of death, she heard his voice for the first time, but now she didn’t believe him….

The man scratched his nose and tried coaxing her some more. “Your mother’s name is Clara Murray, and your name is Susie Murray. See? I know all about you.”

Susie frowned. “Everyone else knows, too.”

Man:

a little kid who

easy to win her

weren’t for her small, weak frame and her desire to be accepted into a

piece of pork,

empty air beside her in

from me, since I’m not from your time period. But trust me, I’m very skilled. I can teach you a lot of things, and no one

suddenly blurted out, “Are big shots easy to

Mitch: ”

“If

He was starting to

difficult to deal

of her lips turned down as she asked her last question:

had paid any attention to her for a long time. Even when she

she’d learned to read her father’s face to avoid making him angry. But no matter how much she tried not to be annoying, she still

had also been secretly beaten by

to her rescue.

the way things had transpired. He didn’t try to explain, but said. quietly, “You’re a good

you.”

face away,

“You just get your rest. Master will come back later. Here, let me give

had to go back to the underworld to settle a few affairs before he would be

to return to Susie.

a slight warmth in her hand. When she looked down, she saw a red string tied around her

and looked around. She still didn’t see anyone. But

next ten days flew past in the blink of an eye. By the end of that time. Susie’s injuries were

could faintly hear the doctor’s amazed voice. “She made an incredible recovery… Such serious injuries should have kept her bedridden for at least

saw Susie sitting on the bed, her eyes downcast as she quietly fiddled with the

little depressed sitting there by

immediately walked over and put his hand on her head affectionately.

red string on her hand,

he received Susie into the hospital, he couldn’t recall seeing this

looked up and asked,

been clutching a tattered stuffed bunny in her arms when he first found her unconscious in the snow. But at that time, he’d frantically brushed all the snow from her body and picked her up, tossing aside the stuffed

“Susie, is the bunny important?

gotten lost…”

added, “Is it okay if I buy you a new bunny? I’ll

eyes glistened with tears, and her lips quivered

not

voice was very small when she said,

bunny…”

her mother’s possessions had been tossed by her father. The only thing Susie had left of her mother

now it

master was gone, and

by Susie’s bed while the little girl held back tears. He frowned and asked coldly, “What’s going

his hands up. “It wasn’t me, Martin! It’s Susie’s bunny,

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