Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Yena’s eyes brimmed with tears as Bettany’s words pierced her with bluntness. In her embarrassment, she slapped her own face.

She noticed a garbage truck nearby. Without uttering a single word, a man approached and forcefully pulled Yena and her mother out.

Ten minutes earlier…

Upon receiving the “gift” from Yena, Blake told Arthur to take out the trash.

Arthur arrived with a garbage truck. He effortlessly flung Mabel and Yena onto it and proceeded to transport them out to sea.

Fifteen minutes later…

A resounding “Boom!” echoed through the air as Mabel and Yena were thrown to the ground.

The speedboat had been moving at a fast pace, subjecting their faces to painful scratches as they could feel their ears ringing.

Neither of them regained their composure.

Mabel’s hair was disheveled, while Yena’s once soft and cascading locks were now askew.

Their faces felt numb from the wind, their expressions dull.

After a while, Mabel regained her senses, trembling with fury. “How dare they… How dare they throw us out like this! We’re guests! What’s the meaning of this?!”

Her anger surged, and she remained seated, voicing her grievances aloud. “Is this the way Saffron Island treats its visitors? We came here to support the local economy, yet just because of a minor mistake, the Crawford family kicked us out!”

Passersby paused in astonishment, taken aback by the scene.

Mabel fanned the flames, accusing the employees of Saffron Island of mistreating their guests. They were kicked out of the island, embarrassed. She was going to file a complaint.

As Yena continued speaking, she drew more attention to herself.

Suddenly, the large electronic screen in front of the ticket office flickered unexpectedly, displaying Mabel’s entire fawning encounter with the Crawford family. The footage even captured her sour expression as she left the banquet hall, uttering spiteful words. “No wonder Lilly’s the Crawford family’s princess. I hope she dies and the Crawford family would be devastated.”

The onlookers saw Mabel and Yena in a different light.

“I initially thought Saffron Island was mistreating people, but it seems someone else brought this upon themselves. ”

“So, she’s a mistress? No wonder. Mistresses aren’t welcome anywhere.”

“Wishing death upon someone’s child during her birthday party? They deserved to be beaten up! The Crawford family was being too merciful!”

“What a lunatic! She has such a foul mouth and lacks any sense of shame. She cries foul and throws dirty accusations when she’s kicked out, yet she’s laughing so smugly now.”

The crowd looked at Mabel with disdain, they distanced themselves from her.

Caught off guard and unable to win the fight, Mabel hastily gathered her belongings and fled with Yena.

she did not expect things to

other hand, was abruptly cast down just as she had begun to rise. This sudden turn of events made

supposed to be

and her mother always end in

to stay with Mabel anymore. Her

fulfilled her task assigned by her ghost

…

Island, in the banquet hall, Lilly savored the final bite of her cake,

by her powers, glared

Lilly asked,

for a moment, unsure of what

in an instant, a massive talisman emerged, instantly immobilizing all the malignant

already so strong, why would you wanna

his gaping mouth and

line

Talisman- SSS

and wrote, “Drawbacks are high energy consumption, requires the consumption of

move is powerful, Lilly.

countless evil spirits, about a hundred

such a large number of ghosts. They

eagerly, saying,

one slammed

an instant, all the charging evil spirits were pinned down

We need to train on your reflexes.

the highest levels of battle, half a second can make all the difference between life and death. You

interjected, “Uncle Blake, isn’t

Half a second!

of lightning

Lilly must do this move as

to the comment and shouted as he held

slapped her little hand

with the results. “Let’s try again!” he

than before, but the repeated impacts caused her little hands to turn

too slow! It took 0.88 seconds! Keep

“Slap!”

“Continue!”

“Slap!”

“Again!”

“Slap!”

you eat? Try going

…

their dignity, and reduced to mere training tools. Like motionless wooden figurines, they moved and