Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 33

Chapter 33 What’s in The Sculpture

The dust cleared, revealing what had fallen out of the sculpture.

It was a white bone palm. The palm of that hand was in a holding position, holding a packet of things inside the hand, wrapped in kraft

paper.

David immediately hugged Susie and covered her eyes.

Michael opened his mouth and felt a chill in the hard sun.

“You send Susie back first,” Michael said.

Susie, “I won’t.”

Before the words were out of his mouth, David stood up with her in his arms and quickly walked back.

“Susie, be good. This is not a place where children can stay. Go back and play at home with Grandma, while uncles take care of some things.”

“Remember, the one who just smashed the sculpture is your uncle Michael, who introduced you to the hammer and ended up getting too excited to accidentally smash the sculpture into a big hole.”

Susie was puzzled, “Is that so? Why would we lie to the police?”

David was dumbfounded for a moment and said in a muffled voice, “Just listen to your uncle David.”

Susie leaned over David’s shoulder and said, “Okay.”

David dropped Susie off at home and left in a hurry.

Alana hurriedly asked someone to make food for Susie, who sat upright on the couch and asked in a whisper.

“Why do we cheat the police? The police are not the bad guy.”

Mitch sat cross-legged to one side, holding something in his hand and

looking through it.

“Police are not bad guys, but do not rule out bad guys inquiring about. Thinking about if others know that you are so strong,

waved her hands, “I don’t want

with a peeled apple, only to hear

“Okay, no slicing,

handed over the apple that she realized that Grandma was talking

the little one’s dumbfounded look and couldn’t help but hook

grabbed the female

there?” Mitch asked as he looked

a ghost, she had

they

intact, to go to good birth, so the ancients would be so concerned about

said, “That day when I was smashed to death, my

still thought about the money when

I don’t have this hand that I’m not willing to

around for the past five years just to

and asked faintly, “Don’t

ghost was

bad, and ignoring your conscience for money. Good and evil will be

found the hand. As long as they could extract Mara’s fingerprints on

bite out

Alana said cheerfully, “Do you want to have cakes, I will get them for

she said good-naturedly, “Thank

suddenly cocked her head and shoved the apple core into

big

tossed his head, flinging the apple cores to

Susie was amused.

but follow the laugh. When he first saw the child, she

it seemed to be opening

moving around and talking about ass, what will others think when they

had just returned from an outing and

heard Susie say ass, and Alex flung the apple core at her feet,

smile on Susie’s face vanished and she pursed her lips, “Aunt

bad luck to have a kid like

in her hand, noble and subdued, yet there was a hint of

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