Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Chapter 438 Hypocrite Ghost

Anthony came home late, and he had a fitful sleep, so he slept in, and no one knew he came back. Lilly got up only to sit around for a bit.

Pablo was writing something in his book, then he closed it up. “You’re awake. Your uncle’s back”

Hm? Lilly was still in a daze. Some kids would blank out for a few moments after they woke up. They couldn’t register what anyone said to them, and it was adorable.

Pablo rested his chin on his hand and stared at the girl who had just woken up. Her hair was a bit unkempt. Then Polly came and started flirting again. Do you smell that, babe?”

The dazed Lilly sniffed the air. “I smell nothing.”

Polly pecked her hair. “I smell something sweet, and right after you woke up too.

“I see…”

Amused, Pablo said, “They were hypocrites last night.”

And then an unlucky ghost took a hypocrite ghost into the room. Happily, he said, “Lilly, we-”

The Harem spirit said. “We got the ghost.”

Weakling spirit smiled. “He resisted, and we had to work hard to subdue him.”

Foolish ghost craned his neck. “Yeah. He gouged my eyeball out.”

Huh? I don’t remember resisting. That’s a lie.

seeing. “Hey, you said you wouldn’t take any credit!” And nor look at what

to the end of her bed and pulled her pillow back. There was a bag of lollipops underneath, and she’d prepared them beforehand, though

ghost’s eyes shone. “Mine!”

the lollipops like a kindergarten teacher rewarding her students. “Eight for Ms. Ugly, eight for Mr. Foolish, eight for Ms. Harem, ten for Michael, eight for

was delighted that she got

an unlucky ghost. “And eight for Mr. Unlucky.”

ghost protested, “Hey, why’d

me by my name, and

call yourself

Unlucky ghost pointed at

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there was tribute, the most she could have was the scent. It was ethereal, and it lacked that certain something. However, she could taste the lollipops

other ghosts duped him out of his lollipops. Weakling spirit smiled. Lilly gave me this. I won’t let anyone take it. But…

unlucky ghost unwrapped all

went wide. “Whoa, that was something. You sure know no

the bird says you’re shameless. You wanted to play with us, and now you’re going to

shot the other ghosts with a smug look.nd so what? I don’t

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them the lollipops now. They did want the candies, since the taste wasn’t the only thing they could have. Every time they ate one, they felt

“Sore loser. No poker

bickering. Hypocrite ghost looked at them, wondering why these

then she asked, “So you’re hypocrite ghost? How’d you die?”

her lollipop and licked

and reason of death?”