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.”

was because the girl carried the boy

to come to her before Ivan’s health

…

fuming after

with me to the

with brows longer than his beard. He had

mortal world. I

nodded her head. “Yes, I understand. It’s all my ungrateful son’s fault. I

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

brought us together. I’ll go with you and check out the kid who made these

Sullivan’s change of heart, Karen

…

breakfast, Lilly looked

do you think the boy will be

she had this morning. The

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

scribbling something in a notebook. He

I can teach you to read his

I taught you yesterday? The five practices of spiritualism – Cultivation, Medicine,

replied, “I

gave her a skeptical

he was even done talking

to deduce a

his time to impart the basics to Lilly, and Lilly listened intently. There was no

can you try and look into Ivan’s

Lilly immediately looked around.

Fortune-telling… Pendulum…

girl got these two

artificial pond and fished out a tortoise that was basking

“Ha!”

hurled the tortoise

and rolled around upside down

tortoise was

a loss

or a dome-shaped item could be used for the art of divination, but nothing was said about using

What was she doing?

the tortoise. “Hm… Is

“What

dead, and he’s heading

Oh, the poor boy! He might not make

and got to the tortoise’s eye

neck

will be

Pablo had no words.

supposed to be an unexpected