Spoiled by Eight Uncles

The leader of the thieves cried and pleaded to be taken away, finding solace in the presence of the policeman. After all, they were familiar with each other, which was preferable to encountering ghosts!

With a fearful glance back, the Crawford Mansion was brightly illuminated, cleared of any ghostly figures.

All the members of the Crawford family had returned, and a man with a stern face was talking to the policeman, occasionally glancing at the leader.

A chill ran down the leader’s spine as he thought of the parrot singing Tears Behind Bars” and echoed in his mind. “Iron gates, iron windows, iron chains…”

It’s over, it’s all over!

Anthony joined Lilly after talking to the policemen, and Bettany began to complain, “Tve been living for so long and how dare they steal from us! They even wanted to steal my stone!”

The stone was a gift from Lilly, so stealing it was out of the question.

Bettany was furious, thinking that if Lilly had not suddenly decided to come back early, the thieves might. have succeeded in stealing her precious stone.

“Where’s my frying pan?” the elderly lady grumbled, rolling up her sleeves.

Edward hastily intervened, grabbing her arm. “Hey, Mom, let’s not go that far!”

Anthony suggested, “Alright, let’s bring Lilly back to her room first. I’ll handle the situation outside.”

Edward nodded, “Lilly, let’s go!”

Edward, clutching Lilly tightly in his arms, made his way inside as if he were safeguarding a treasure.

He did not care whether it was jade or not. He had already hidden one piece anyway.

The rest was none of his concern…

Suddenly, Lilly glanced at the leader and spoke, “Uncle Edward, he has your stone.”

Edward came to an abrupt halt, a fierce expression crossing his face. “Who? Who took my stone?!”

Lilly was silent.

The stone held by the leader was photographed and registered by the police before being returned to Edward. With disheveled hair, Edward proceeded, casting a stern glance at the leader.

Lilly furrowed her brows, a sense of unease creeping into her heart. Her attention shifted to the gravel in Edward’s hand, sensing that there might be something concealed within it….

“Uncle Edward, can you give me the stone?” Lilly requested, extending her hand.

Meanwhile, Bettany, standing near the boulder, reached out to touch it and immediately detected a pungent aroma of mustard and salted fish.

with

the thieves, who had been escorted into the police car, raised a gun.

the weapon, but his

sudden

her grasp, shattering into

and shifted their

stood frozen, instinctively reaching for her chest, only to find her hand covered in blood.

luster, and

“Granny!”

“Mom!”

“Bettany!”

Crawford family descended into chaos as the police swiftly apprehended the leader,

hand, the very

had been killed, and it was none other than Bettany, who suffered

weapons, so how could there be a

check, it would be a grave dereliction of duty on their part,

sure I took it away…” said a

somehow the confiscated guns

away! Get

“Quick, call 911!”

call

hear the

eyelids felt

girl sobbing

she struggled to open her eyes and reassure Lilly, but no matter how hard she tried, her eyes refused

“Lilly…”

whispered silently, plunging

family paced back and forth

fatal blow as the bullet grazed its edge, prompting the emergency room

emergency room, her entire body growing cold as she stared

was entirely

told Granny her fortune just moments

self-blame. She believed that if she had

face, Lilly began to

“Don’t cry, it’s not your fault! Your master always warned you against telling someone else’s fortune. None of us could have expected something to happen to Granny…

I knew something was

nearby, filled

interjected, disregarding Blake’s attempts to comfort Lilly. He held her close and said. “Hey, don’t cry. Michael would feel