Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Lilly looked around, yet she still saw only an empty room. “Who are you?” she asked in a shaking voice.

“I’m your master,” the voice answered calmly.

The little girl scowled at the absurd response. “I don’t have a master,” she said firmly.

Suddenly, a shadowy figure sat in the chair next to the bed. The young man, dressed in a white robe, was not visible to the rest. He had blood-red lips, piercing grey eyes, and a high nose. He exuded a cold, sinister aura.

The man glared at the little girl before him and thought, I thought she was going to be an ignorant dumb child. It seems like it isn’t that easy to fool her…

“Tulip.” Before he could continue, Lilly hissed, “My name is not Tulip. I’m Lilly.”

The man rubbed his chin and said, “I’m really your master. Your mum asked me to be your master when she was still around.”

“No, she won’t,” Lilly protested. She did not believe her mother would give her up to a stranger.

The man was speechless at her denial. When Jean was about to die, she saw him and begged him to protect Lilly and the Crawfords. The little girl was only two years old then and could not see his spiritual body. However, the fact remains that he was her master! When Lilly was on the verge of death two days ago, she could finally hear his voice. Nonetheless, she refused to believe his words.

The man rubbed his nose and stated, “Jean Crawford is your mother, and you are Lilly Hatcher. I know who you are.”

Lilly pursed her lips and retorted, “Everyone knows that.”

Hatchers would never be able to bully her if it

everything, little one. When you are well enough, we can do the ceremonious activities. My

I am because I wasn’t born in your era. However, I’m a talented

she realized her question had met with silence, she asked again, “If you’re as capable as you said, how did

pursed her lips. “If you’re really my master, why did you leave me alone?” Nobody cared about her since her mother died, not even when she was crying or hurt. For the past year, she tried her best

hardened, and he offered no further explanation. Lilly bit her lower lip and turned away from

my welcome gift for you.”

room fell silent once again. She looked around but saw no one. To her surprise, her aching body felt better, and her heart was at

Finally,

severity of her injuries,

glued to the red

head gently. “What’s this?” He pointed to the red

and asked, “Where’s my rabbit, Uncle

Lilly was unconscious, she held on to a worn-out rabbit stuffed animal. He quickly wiped the snow off the little girl and emptied her bag to get her ready for the emergency room. He tossed the filthy rabbit aside in his

spoke gently. He quickly added, “I can get you a

as her eyes started to redden. She tried desperately to stop the tears from streaming

of Mommy’s belongings away. The little rabbit was the only thing left. It was the only thing Mommy had left for me, and it was now gone. Mommy’s gone, my so-called master is gone, and my

entered the room and saw Gilbert and a

He did not want to admit the rabbit was gone for good for fear of upsetting Lilly. If he said it was with

was more than