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.”

girl carried

before Ivan’s health took a turn for the

…

Karen was fuming after

can you… come with me to the Crawfords’

old lady sat a practitioner with brows longer than his beard. He had his eyes

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

I understand. It’s all my ungrateful son’s fault. I can’t believe he’s

and helplessly relayed what Colton said before bringing up restoring Master Sullivan’s shrine and doing good

I’ll go with you and check out the

Sullivan’s change of heart, Karen brought

…

breakfast, Lilly looked out

the

this morning. The ghost

died. For all she knew, he would come

in a corner, scribbling something in

find out? I can

you remember what I taught you yesterday? The five practices of spiritualism

“I do… I

her a skeptical

was snoozing away before he was

and signs to deduce a person’s fortune. Prophecy

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

you try and

Lilly immediately looked around.

Fortune-telling… Pendulum…

got these two things in her

up, she ran to the artificial pond and fished out a tortoise that was basking

“Ha!”

tortoise onto

rolled around

poor tortoise

at a loss

could be used for the art of divination, but nothing was said about using a tortoise, and a

What was she doing?

serious, Lilly kneeled before the tortoise. “Hm… Is

was speechless. “What

dead, and he’s heading

the poor boy! He might not make

all fours and got to

the tortoise craned its neck and bit on the grass to flip itself

will

Pablo had no words.

be an