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.”

to bully her if it weren’t for her petite stature and desire

overthink everything, little one. When you are well enough, we can do the

confused expression, Pablo explained, “It’s natural that you don’t know who I am because I wasn’t born in your era. However, I’m a talented man. I can teach you many things, such

had met with silence, she asked again, “If you’re as capable

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 to avoid stepping on anyone’s toes. Despite

stated solemnly. His face hardened, and he offered

I’ll be back later. This is my welcome gift for you.” He had

wrist. The room fell silent once again. She looked

days, Lilly’s wounds mostly recovered. Finally, she

severity of her injuries, I expected it to take three months,”

and observed Lilly on the bed, her eyes glued to the

“What’s this?” He pointed to the red string and asked

asked, “Where’s my rabbit, Uncle

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

that it’s gone,” Gilbert spoke gently. He quickly added, “I can get you a brand

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

the only thing Mommy had left for me, and

and saw Gilbert and a tearful Lilly,

the Hatcher Mansion,” Gilbert said innocently. He did not want to admit the rabbit was gone for good for fear of upsetting Lilly. If he said it

was more than capable of purchasing all the rabbit toys in the