Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Chapter 2 Get Her Out Of Here

Hugh had his rules, one of which was that phones should be turned off during morning meetings.

Gilbert quickly retrieved his phone and was about to end the call.

Hugh scolded, “Take it!”

Gilbert then coughed. “Dad, it was an unknown number, I…”

Hugh put his teacup aside and ordered, “Take the call and put it on speakers!”

Bryson and Jonas looked pitifully at Gilbert.

Gilbert had no choice but to pick up the call and put it on speakers.

They were taken aback when they heard a small voice.

“Hello… is this uncle? I’m Lilly Hatcher… My mommy is Jean Crawford… Are you my Uncle Gilbert?”

The little girl’s voice was weak and indescribably monotonous, like a small robot, with no discernible emotions in her tone.

The looks of the Crawford family changed drastically!

Clack… Hugh’s pen cap dropped from his hand.

They could not utter a single sound, as if everyone had their throats strangled.

The child’s tender voice sounded again on the other end of the phone.

“Uncle… I’m so cold and hungry… I didn’t push my stepmother, but they don’t believe me… Daddy dragged me to the gate to kneel… but I’m cold… Uncle, will you help me…”

As she spoke, her voice grew weaker and weaker.

The sound of the snowstorm blowing could still be heard from the other end of the call, but her voice had abruptly stopped.

Gilbert finally got back to his senses and grabbed his phone, holding it close to his mouth as he yelled frantically,

“Hey, Li-Lilly? Where are you? Tell me your location now!”

However, there was no response.

Hugh, panicked, stood up, and his previously rigid and stern look had already gone as if he had aged in an instant.

the

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call and dropped the

look for his phone and saw Lilly lying there, not

“It’d

street who was poorly dressed and in bad condition. He took her back to

woman cleaned up, he

confused. As Stephen was enamored by her

fool in love, he doted on her, telling her to not force herself to do anything as he cared

that Stephen thought about it, he found

a female beggar like her was taken advantage of when she was wandering about

have any resemblance to

if it turned out that he was not the father,

walked away. He

me, Stephen! I’m wondering if you are

you acquainted with the Crawford family? Oh, my company’s just having a

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still lying on the snow. It was only a matter of time before

conscious but could no longer force

since her mother died. Even if her father abused her,

wanted to cry at

she called her uncle, there was no response from the other

me too? Then no one likes me at

and mommy

cold, were pressed together as she kept

I won’t cry…

she heard

mansion, and a man wearing a black down coat got out of the first car and opened the mansion’s

a massive snowstorm, the snow had already covered

On the phone, Lilly said she was kneeling at

face turned pale as he noticed a small pile of snow at the

causing his hands to redden from the

“Lilly?!”

the young girl, and the moment he saw Lilly’s face, he knew that this was their Lilly – her face was a splitting image of their

cherished sister’s child –

embrace, and

for too long, and after feeling an instant

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