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!
After a while, Mrs. Ferguson returned with a displeased expression, accompanied by Lilly and Blake.
When Yena saw Blake, her eyes lit up, and she spoke softly, “Uncle Blake!”
Blake did not even spare her a glance,
Lilly focused her gaze on the female ghost in a red veil standing behind Yena and said, “Mrs. Ferguson, your son is not haunted
by a ghost...”
The female ghost took a step back nervously.
Being targeted by the Ruler of Hell’s descendants was a pressure that ordinary ghosts could not bear. Even though her master
would become the true Ruler of Hell in the future, this troublesome little brat in front of her could still suppress her....
The female ghost immediately wanted to escape.
Lally raised his hand and commanded, “Hey! Call me Daddy!”
The female ghost blinked in confusion.
What nonsense is this?
She was about to continue running, but to her shock, she found that she could not move anymore. She and Yena were
inexplicably trapped together!
The female ghost was terrified. She did not know how Lilly had managed to do it. Why was she suddenly locked up when she did
not see anything? She also found herself unable to speak!
That made no sense!
Upon hearing Lilly say, “Hey! Call me Daddy” out of a sudden, everyone present was left bewildered. Yena quickly spoke up.
“Lilly, what are you doing? Mrs. Ferguson’s son was haunted by a ghost, and I helped Mrs. Ferguson to get rid of it just now.”
She made sure to emphasize that she was the one who helped Mrs. Ferguson.

However, Lilly shook her head and refuted, “Mrs. Ferguson’s son isn’t haunted at all, you’re the one who made the ghost haunt
him!”
Yena was taken aback, finding it hard to believe.
Her ghost mother had told her that it was the bad fortune of the Ferguson family that allowed the malevolent spirit to enter. She
knew that Lilly was up to no good, with her meddling in the Book of Life and tampering with her life. Now she was accusing her of
something she did not do!
Yena’s eyes turned red, and she looked at Blake with a pleading expression, saying. “Uncle Blake, I didn’t do it!”
Then she turned to Mrs. Ferguson and continued, “Mrs. Ferguson, he’s my uncle... I wouldn’t do such a thing.”
Mrs. Ferguson was about to say something, but she hesitated due to her jealousy towards Blake. Although Blake did not have a
good relationship with the MacNeil family in Alfornada, he was an adult, so what if he did not care about children.... you think I
won’t hit a kid?”
Yena felt her face stinging as she was humiliated.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Ferguson’s son, who had been ill for a week, stood nearby. Despite being able to eat, he still had not fully
recovered.
Lilly did not want to argue any further. In the end, it was all about who had the power to back up their words.
So Lilly reached out and pulled on him, tugging him forcefully. Suddenly, a little ghost emerged from him!
The little ghost appeared charred as if it had been burnt to death, but its pale, lifeless eyes were fixed on everyone in the room.
Earlier, when Yena had mentioned collecting ghosts, Mrs. Ferguson had not seen any ghosts. She only saw her son suddenly
get up and felt hungry.
As Lilly pulled out the little ghost, Mrs. Ferguson screamed in shock, nearly knocking over a vase.
“There really is a ghost!” Mrs. Ferguson exclaimed, stepping back in fear.
Yena was momentarily stunned, but quickly recovered and said, “Yes, there really is a ghost! How strange, I just took care of it,
why is it here again?”

She glanced at Lilly as she spoke, implying that Lilly brought the little ghost back.
Lilly asked directly, “Are you saying that I put it back on him?”
Yena immediately denied it, saying, “Yena didn’t mean that!”
Lilly snorted and explained, “It’s not easy. This kind of little ghost is called a rebellious child and It’s usually the spirit of an
aborted fetus. As that always stays by its mother’s side.”
being burned and trained, it becomes an obedient little ghost
“He recognizes his mother. And as soon as you release him, he will know who set him free.”
Yena did not understand at first but soon realized that the little ghost might recognize her as its mother. However, she was only
five years old, so she could not be the child’s mother.
Yena felt relieved at the thought.
She nodded and said, “Then let him go. After all, Yena has a clear conscience and is not afraid at all.”
Lilly thought to herself, “You won’t be saying that for long.”
As soon as Lilly released the little ghost, it immediately ran towards Yena, feeling the invisible coercion of the little Hades.
Yena’s eyes widened in disbelief, and she said, “Lilly, are you framing me...”
But before she could finish her sentence, the little ghost leaped into the air beside her.
She choked on her words.
At that moment, a female ghost in red clothing appeared next to Yena. The little ghost nestled in her arms. showing a sense of
attachment.
What was more surprising was that the female ghost in the red seemed anxious and desperately wanted to speak
The moment she revealed herself, she blurted out, “Yena, run!”
The female ghost in red was dumbfounded.

She could not speak earlier, and now that she could. Why did it have to be now?
Was Lilly playing with her?