Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Yena pretended to stroll around Ferguson Mansion, observing the surroundings.

Then she asked. ‘Mrs, Ferguson, did you happen to pick up something outside last week?”

Mrs. Ferguson paused, trying to recall. Picking up something? She pondered for a moment and suddenly. remembered, “Oh, yes! Someone lost their wallet and I found it. But since nobody came to claim it, I handed it over to the police.”

Yena remarked, “There’s something weird about that wallet. Mrs. Ferguson, you shouldn’t have picked it up.”

Mrs. Ferguson’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. What did Yena mean? Was it wrong to do a good deed?

“I picked it up and didn’t keep it for myself. I handed it over to the police…” Mrs. Ferguson felt a sense of unease. Could she have made a mistake?

Yena looked up at her with innocent eyes and said, “You shouldn’t be punished for doing a good deed, but the person who lost the wallet might have done it intentionally. By picking up his belongings, you’ve inherited his bad luck. The deathly aura might have transferred to you.”

Mrs. Ferguson was taken aback. “But the police took it, didn’t they?”

She had held onto the wallet for less than half an hour, and after handing it over to the police, they had it for a few days.

Yena explained, “The police are righteous and unaffected by these twisted ways. But you’re an ordinary person and don’t possess that same righteousness.”

Mrs. Ferguson suddenly had a realization. The explanation seemed to make sense.

As Yena performed her ritual and successfully expelled the ghost, Mrs. Ferguson’s son, who had been bedridden for a week suddenly sat up and said that he was hungry. Mrs. Ferguson’s family was completely convinced.

“Thank you!” Mrs. Ferguson cried tears of joy.

Yena blinked and softly replied, “You’re welcome, Mrs. Ferguson. It’s my duty to help. However, the fortune of your house seems to have a hole, allowing evil ghosts to enter. Yena can help you get rid of it and seal the hole for you.”

Mrs. Ferguson was about to agree to Yena’s suggestion when a servant entered and informed her that Little Miss Crawford visited them. Mrs. Ferguson hurriedly asked Yena to wait and went out to receive Lilly.

Yena’s face went dark as Mrs. Ferguson left the room.

Her little cousin was here? Was she coming to steal her stuff again? How annoying!

Mrs. Ferguson returned with a displeased expression, accompanied by

Yena saw Blake, her eyes lit up, and she spoke softly, “Uncle

did not even spare

standing behind Yena and said, “Mrs. Ferguson, your son is not haunted by a ghost…”

ghost took a step back nervously.

could not bear. Even though her master would become the true Ruler of Hell

immediately wanted to

his hand and commanded,

female ghost blinked

is this?

found that she could not

do it. Why was she suddenly locked up when she did

made no

up. “Lilly, what are you doing? Mrs. Ferguson’s son was haunted by a ghost, and I helped Mrs.

was the one who helped Mrs.

“Mrs. Ferguson’s son isn’t haunted at all, you’re the one who made

was taken aback, finding it hard

was the bad fortune of the Ferguson family that allowed the malevolent spirit to enter. She knew that Lilly was up to

and she looked at Blake with a pleading expression,

turned to Mrs. Ferguson and continued, “Mrs. Ferguson, he’s my uncle… I wouldn’t do

with the MacNeil family in Alfornada, he

stinging as

Ferguson’s son, who had been ill for a week, stood nearby.

to argue any further. In the end, it was all

and pulled on him, tugging him

it had been burnt to death, but its pale, lifeless eyes were

when Yena had mentioned collecting ghosts, Mrs. Ferguson had not seen any ghosts. She only saw

the little ghost, Mrs. Ferguson screamed in shock, nearly knocking over a

a ghost!” Mrs. Ferguson exclaimed, stepping back in fear.

is a ghost! How strange, I just took care of it, why is it here again?”