Spoiled by Eight Uncles

If you were to ask about Bettany’s medical miracle, it would undoubtedly be her cooking prowess.
To be more precise, she could cook for her granddaughter.
After a night of rest, on the third day of waking up. Bettany managed to sit up.
“Doctor, can I go home now? Bettany asked cagerly.
The doctor examined her medical records and smiled, saying. “It has been a week since the operation, and there have been no
complications. Your recovery has been excellent! However, you only need to stay here for ten more days, so don’t worry!”
Bettany responded, “But I need to cook for my granddaughter...”
The doctor was momentarily speechless. “Let me put it this way, even if you’re discharged in ten days, you still need to rest and
recover for at least a month at home. Do you want to cook?”
Playfully, the doctor mimicked stirring a pot and flipping a spatula, saying, “Cooking involves exerting pressure on your chest.
Considering your age, I recommend avoiding such labor for at least three months.”
Bettany argued like a stubborn child, “How can cooking be considered labor?”
Hugh chimed in. “Alright, even if there’s no one at home to cook, you should be obedient and not risk. reopening the wound by
coming back to the hospital and suffering!”
Bettany shot him an annoyed glare.
After sharing a few words of advice, the doctor left the ward.
Bettany leaned back against the pillow with a forlorn expression.
What kind of life would she be living if she could not cook to fatten up her children and grandchildren?
One of the essential qualities of a qualified grandmother was being able to nourish her loved ones.
Lilly has become noticeably thinner in her absence!
Margaret offered, “Old Mrs. Crawford, let me handle it! I’ve been assisting you all this time, and I know Lilly’s tastes well.”

Bettany smirked, but she remained silent.
Margaret chimed in once again, saying, “I’ll take care of the cooking, and you can handle the feeding. I’ll make sure to fatten
them up for you.”
Bettany sat up straight, nodded, and exclaimed, “You’re right! Come, get a pen and paper. I’ll create a menu for you.”
“It’s now 7.30 in the morning... Lilly usually wakes up at 9 o’clock if she doesn’t have school.”
“You can start by steaming a bowl of eggs for her, followed by two pan-fried buns, and then prepare a bowl of noodles, fish, and
tofu porridge... and a basket of shrimp dumplings
Hugh was about to interject with, “Isn’t that too much to cat?” when the determined old lady continued, “That’s just the
appetizer... For the main breakfast, make some roasted chicken, serve a plate of boiled lettuce, and then steam some spare
ribs... We shouldn’t have anything too greasy in the morning, so this
should be fine.”
Hugh remained speechless.
Bettany held the pen and paper, surveyed the menu she had compiled, and nodded in satisfaction. “We have protein, vitamins,
carbohydrates... Well, let’s include fresh milk at the end. That should complete the nutrition.”
Hugh still could not speak up.
And so, everyone’s breakfast consisted of pan-fried buns, noodles, porridge, roasted chicken...
Margaret had long grown accustomed to such claborate meals and shared the same views with Bettany.
“Are you worried they might get tired of it? How about adding blueberry sauce to some yogurt, and we can also serve them some
barley.”
Bettany nodded enthusiastically, “Yes, let’s include those too! We need to ensure they have well-rounded nutrition!”
Hugh remained in disbelief.
When Lilly woke up, a sumptuous breakfast awaited her.

Ever since returning from the Palace of the Ruler of Hell, Lilly’s appetite had noticeably increased.
The others were in for a filling meal.
What Lilly consumed would be transformed into strength, relying on eating to cultivate and upgrade her strengths. While others
diligently cultivate immortality, she effortlessly ascends through eating.
Eating became a form of training for her, and it was challenging for her to gain weight again. This was why Bettany is so fixated
on feeding Lilly to make her plump.
After dinner, Lilly returned to the Crawford Mansion. Her siblings were currently hiring tutors, but Lilly, being in kindergarten, did
not have to worry too much about her studies.
In any case, until King Libra was eliminated, everyone should remain cautious, and their lives could not return to normal.
“Have you seen anyone weird lately, Daddy?” Lilly immediately sought out Blake upon her return.
Blake focused his gaze on the surveillance screen.
No suspicious ghosts were visible.
It would be easy for him to detect suspicious people.
“Look, isn’t this her?” Blake pointed to a familiar figure in the footage.
Lilly scoffed, “Isn’t that Yena?”
She felt a bit disappointed, thinking it might be King Libra.
Yena always claimed to be her cousin, but Lilly refused to acknowledge her as her relative. She even felt uneasy when Yena
addressed Lilly as her sister.
Blake nodded, “That’s right, it’s her.”
He stared at Yena coldly.
“Arthur.” Blake called out.
Arthur swiftly appeared, responding, “Here, sir!”

Blake commanded, “I’ll give you half an hour to find out all of Yena’s recent activities and every place she has been to in the past
month!”
“Yes, sir!”
After half an hour, Arthur presented a USB flash drive to Blake, saying, “Mr. MacNeil, this is all the information I could gather!
Yena’s movements during the first half of the month were not suspicious, but in the latter half, she visited the Preston, Taylor,
Lean, and Zink families respectively.”
Blake opened the map and marked the locations of these families.
Furthermore, she appeared at the Ferguson family’s house today.
It formed a circular pattern around the Crawford Mansion.
Lilly looked at the sky and then at the circles on the map, saying. That’s right, it’s like a plastic wrap!”
Arthur was puzzled, “Plastic wrap? Do we need to buy plastic wrap?”
Arthur left with his doubts.
Blake asked. “Is it dangerous?”
Lilly shook her head, “It’s not. We can just destroy it. We can deal with it ourselves if it’s necessary.”
It was not King Libra who wrapped the Crawford Mansion, so it would be easy to destroy it.
Blake’s mouth twitched.
Destroying it was easier said than done....
Lilly rushed back to her room to grab her small backpack and said, “Let’s go, Daddy! We’re going to confront her!”
How dare Yena meddle with her family!
She could not tolerate that!
Yena happily headed towards the last house.

Her ghost mother had told her that once she captured the ghosts of the Ferguson family, the Crawford family would be
enveloped in her blessings, and they would naturally develop stronger affection for her.
Her life would be better after today.
The female ghost could not help but sneer.
What a fool.
Only Yena would believe in such nonsensical lies to deceive children.
But why were there ghosts in the Preston, Taylor, Lean, and Zink families? In fact, they were released there a month ago. Or else
how could she say that King Libra was far-sighted?
Yena rang the doorbell and was greeted by Mrs. Ferguson.
She tilted her head and spoke in an innocent voice, “Hello, Mrs. Ferguson! I’m Yena. You called me yesterday.”
Mrs. Ferguson eagerly invited her inside, saying, “Please come in, please come in!”
She had heard from the noble ladies of the Taylor and Preston families that Yena possessed great power, and her reputation had
spread within their circle.
Rumors had it that an expert had enlightened her, and her abilities suddenly blossomed.
Mrs. Ferguson lowered her voice and sighed, “Oh. I don’t know why, but now it’s my son’s turn to fall ill! This time, I must rely on
your help...
She could not shake off the feeling that their families had been incredibly unlucky lately. Either their children fell ill without any
reason, or they witnessed ghosts floating by their doors in the middle of the night, or they experienced various misfortunes. It felt
as if someone had cursed them.
Ah, yes... the feeling of being looked down upon!
If she were to find out who was behind all this mischief, she would make sure they regretted it for the rest of their lives!