Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Priscilla was all energized after bawling her eyes out the previous night. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she gave herself a pep talk. “You can do this, Peach. You are the best girl in this world. And no one can tell you otherwise.”

Flynn walked in with a food tray. When he saw Priscilla giving herself a pep talk, he smiled. “You are so adorable, Peachy. Stay with me, please?”

Priscilla looked at him with sadness. “I can’t, Flynn. I truly wish to wake up like this every day. You’ll make me breakfast. I’ll give you a child. And when you go to work, I’ll make sure the house is tidy. I’ll wait for you to come home with the child.”

“Then stay.” Flynn grabbed Priscilla with his arms. His voice was shaky. “I will work hard to give you the life you deserve.”

Priscilla shook her head. “What about Shawn then? He is depressed. I am the only reason why he breathes. If I leave him, he’ll kill himself. I love you, Flynn. I truly love you. But I cannot be so selfish. I cannot let him die.”

It was very impressive how Priscilla came up with such a cheesy plot in an instant.

“Forget me, Flynn,” uttered Priscilla dejectedly.

“I will talk to him now.” Flynn held Priscilla closer.

“No! What if that was enough to push him over the edge? If he kills himself, I will never ever forgive myself.”

Priscilla pushed Flynn away, gave him a good, hard look, and ran away. Flynn chased after her, but lost her ultimately.

In the stairwell, the distraught Priscilla lamented how she couldn’t be together with Flynn. And so, she decided to visit her third boyfriend, Sam Myers.

“Peachy?” Sam was about to leave for work when he saw Priscilla. “I thought you said you don’t want to see me anymore.”

Priscilla answered wistfully, “I don’t know who to turn to. And my body came here for some reason.”

Sam held back from doing anything. He sniggered, “Where are Shawn and Flynn? Aren’t they…”

“Stop!” Priscilla covered her face in agony. “They and I are just friends. After you left me, I never contacted them. I didn’t want to come here. But my body was telling me…”

a soap opera. However, as she looked up, Sam’s unkempt

Blake were the only ones who fit her

shouldn’t have come to

to leave but Sam couldn’t wait anymore. The woman before her was too tantalizing. He

imagining that Blake was having his way with her. How could a prey like her escape the maw

later, Priscilla burrowed half of her crimson cheek under the

tenderness in the world. “It

do you have to bring it

Thanks to modern technology, anything could be restored. She

session, Priscilla told him how she crossed the Crawfords and was

why you came

consuming me. But they won’t accept my apology. I walked aimlessly on the street and the next thing I knew, I was by

out to

Priscilla thought of something. “Don’t you work for Crawford Holdings? Can you sneak

don’t need to,” coddled

saw those nasty comments on Lilly. She is only

as Priscilla before. He relented, “I can try. But the administration floor is different from the CEO floor. He works on the 66th. We don’t have the

he was already late anyway, he decided to take a half-day leave.

…

dome-shaped building that belonged to Crawford Holdings. It was a multi-function complex. The bottom 30 floors served as a hotel and the space beyond was a workspace, both for the

at the

at her innocent face and swore internally to show her

to take the same elevator with her. And

the

of businesses. Sam, for example, was working in its fashion subsidiary. The CEO’s office was on the 66th floor. People who

isn’t snobbish enough to have

said, they weren’t allowed to take the VIP

so