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.

in her hand, Anthony cooperated with the police on the follow-up procedures, and Blake

thieves, who had been escorted into

where he got the weapon, but

A sudden

slip from her grasp,

everyone and

stood frozen, instinctively reaching for her chest, only to find her hand

lost their luster, and she

“Granny!”

“Mom!”

“Bettany!”

family descended into chaos as the police swiftly apprehended the leader, only to discover. that he had died

his hand, the very weapon they had confiscated earlier.

killed, and it was none other than Bettany,

thieves’ weapons, so how could there be

check, it would be a grave dereliction of duty on their part, and innocent lives had been

took it away…”

somehow the confiscated guns

Get

“Quick, call 911!”

headquarters, call headquarters…”

could no longer hear the

felt

girl sobbing anxiously

open her eyes and reassure Lilly, but no

“Lilly…”

plunging into complete darkness.

Crawford family paced back

the bullet grazed its edge, prompting the

entire body growing cold as she stared blankly at her hands.

was entirely preventable.

told Granny her fortune

was overwhelmed with guilt and self-blame. She believed that if she had been more vigilant, her grandmother would not have been

face, Lilly began to cry

tightly, trying to console her, saying. “Don’t cry, it’s not your fault! Your master always warned you against telling someone else’s

out, “But I knew something

ghost hovered nearby, filled with

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