Spoiled by Eight Uncles

The boy was wheeled out of the operating theater.

His black lips and sunken cheeks took the youth out of the seven-year-old child.

Melody choked with sobs. “Ivan, Mommy is taking you home.”

If he could not be saved, so be it. The little man had tubes sticking out all over his body and lay alone on the operating table.

It was hard enough for the boy.

With the car driving off, Colton turned a corner and made his way toward the Crawfords’ family home.

Melody held Ivan in anguish without paying attention to where the car was going.

A phone call came in, and Colton tapped the button to accept. Karen’s exasperated voice came from the other end of the line.

“Where are you taking Ivan, Colt?”

Colton answered in a flat tone, “The doctor said that they can’t help Ivan, so I’m taking him to the Crawfords.”

He informed his mother about what Lilly said to him yesterday.

Karen was Ivan’s grandmother and a rather superstitious old lady.

She was on the extreme end when it came to superstition as she could only dine at an auspicious time.

Nevertheless, Colton’s reply only infuriated her further. “What’s the point of seeking help from a little girl? What does she know? I found a practitioner, so come back now with Ivan/”

Colton scowled. Karen had sought many practitioners, but these people were later revealed to be shams.

He answered, “That won’t be necessary.”

Melody did not mean to eavesdrop, but Karen’s loud voice could be heard from the phone.

“What do you mean it won’t be necessary? I’m telling you to come home now! I have Master Sullivan here. Do you know who Master Sullivan is? He’s not someone who can easily be invited. Master Sullivan has reached the pinnacle of spiritualism. Do you get it? You rather believe a little girl than a true practitioner.”

Colton faintly responded, “I’m hanging up.”

He then terminated the call.

Holding Ivan tightly in her arms, Melody asked, “Are we going to see Lilly?”

She had heard about the young heiress’ union with the Crawfords.

Colton queried, “Do you trust the girl?”

If Melody gave a negative answer… Colton would turn the car around and take Ivan home.

To his surprise, Melody firmly replied, “I trust her.”

because the girl

to her before Ivan’s

…

fuming

you… come with

with brows longer than his beard. He had his eyes closed

uttered, “I don’t usually interfere with the mortal world. I have already made an exception by coming here

I understand. It’s all my ungrateful son’s

Colton said before bringing up restoring Master Sullivan’s shrine

“Fine. It was fate that brought us together. I’ll go with you and check out

heart,

…

breakfast, Lilly

the boy will

could not shake off the dream she had this morning. The ghost in the dream simply stared

become a ghost if he died. For all she knew, he would come into her dreams every night

in a corner, scribbling something

to find out? I can teach you

yesterday? The five practices of spiritualism – Cultivation, Medicine, Destiny, Prophecy,

“I do…

her a

he was even done talking yesterday. Remember, his

to deduce a person’s

basics to Lilly, and Lilly listened intently. There was no telling whether Lilly got it

and look into

Lilly immediately looked around.

Fortune-telling… Pendulum…

girl got these two things in her

lighting up, she ran to the artificial pond and fished

“Ha!”

hurled the tortoise onto the

and rolled around upside

tortoise

a

could be used for the art of divination,

What was she doing?

before the tortoise. “Hm… Is

was speechless. “What do you

isn’t dead, and he’s heading our

the poor boy! He

all fours and

craned its neck and bit on the

There will be a

Pablo had no words.

Was that supposed to be an