Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Chapter 315 Lilly’s Destruction Pablo squinted his eyes, his voice filled with concern. There's a ceremony happening at this altar, and those dolls in front of us are meant to represent human sacrifices for it...” The thought of using actual people as sacrificial offerings was truly wicked. If it were not for the laws and regulations in our society, they might still resort to using living individuals for this gruesome practice.

Unfortunately, among those chosen for sacrifice, there was one person who was chosen to be sacrificed — Quinnie.

Once the ceremony was complete, Quinnie’s vitality and luck would be completely drained, ultimately leading to her death within two months, whether through illness, accident, or other unfortunate circumstances.

At that moment, Quinnie remained oblivious to the dark truth, happily assuming her role as the spokesperson and posing for pictures with others, her warm smile never faded.

Pablo furrowed his brow and instructed Lilly, “Lilly when you go up there, | will teach you how to disrupt this ceremony... Remove the incense in front of the shrine and see that red thread. Pull it off, and then. turn the sacrificial doll in a different direction...

Lilly?!” Before Pablo could finish his sentence, Lilly darted forward.

Pablo’s eyes widened in shock.

Lilly muttered under her breath, her determined expression evident, “It's over, it’s over. Master said everything ends now!” With a swift motion, Lilly forcefully tossed the altar into the air.

She then stomped on the fallen incense on the ground.

Before anyone could react, the young girl swiftly climbed onto a stool, ascended the long table, and made a bold move... With a resounding crash, the seven or eight dolls in front of the altar shattered into pieces. on the ground.

Lilly turned her head and remembered something.

Oh, oh! Master also said to remove the red thread! With determination, Lilly grabbed the red rope, fiercely biting and tearing it apart with her teeth and hands.

The young girl seemed to transform into a little beast, showing her teeth and claws as she aggressively demolished the structure, single-handedly destroying the entire altar.

Pablo stood there in utter disbelief, completely taken aback by Lilly’s actions.

Josh's hand, holding the iron basin, froze in mid-air.

Both Josh and Anthony felt a sudden twitch in their eyelids.

Grace was lost in her thoughts, planning her next moves, but when she looked up, she realized something was amiss.

1/4 Her thunder was stolen! Grace was stunned for a moment, then trembled angrily.

Why does this always happen? Darn, it! At that moment, the crowd in front of the square started to react. Participants of the doll exhibition. became panicked and furious, shouting with anxiety “Whose child is this? What is she doing here?” “Oh my goodness, this child is so infuriating!” “Damn it, where are her parents? What kind of parents let their child behave like this?!" Someone approached aggressively and grabbed Lilly's arm, attempting to drag her away.

Just then, a swift figure dressed in black dashed forward like a bolt of lightning. He swiftly scooped Lilly into his arms and simultaneously threw the aggressor aside.

It was Blake! Why was Blake here? Witnessing their companion being tossed aside, the crowd's anger reached its peak. The girls whose dolls were shattered were in tears, and everyone started blaming and verbally attacking each other. A small group of individuals even resorted to using the most vile words they could muster against Lilly.

“The brat deserves to die! If she causes trouble as a kid, she will be a scum when she grows up!” With a chilling gaze, Blake's eyes resembled stalactites. He exerted a hidden force beneath his feet and propelled a ceramic shard from a broken doll toward the person who had been aggressive toward Lilly.

The shard struck the person’s mouth with such force that blood trickled from their lips, causing them to panic and scream while clutching their injured mouth.

When dealing with such individuals, Blake never wasted time on idle talk and always took swift action.

Despite his personal emotions, which he acknowledged were subjective, Blake could not help but feel annoyed as she wore kimono. Nevertheless, he was clear that his dislike stemmed solely from personal preference and had no bearing on her identity.

There was a slight overlap in his sentiments.

“Go on,” Blake commanded in a frigid tone. “I want to see who dares to talk about my daughter like that,” The chilling intensity of Blake’s gaze left everyone trembling, preventing them from uttering any derogatory remarks about Lilly or expressing their frustrations.

However, deep down, they could not help but feel a sense of grievance. They believed that behind every misbehaving child, there must be an irrational and detestable parent.

Suppressing his anger, one person managed to speak up cautiously, “Can you be reasonable? It's unfair for your child to destroy the doll exhibition that we put so much effort into organizing!” “Indeed, do you have any idea how much these dolls are worth? Take this one, Coco, for example. Rumor has it that it costs five million. Do you think we can just forget about it?” 2/4 “Don’t waste your breath. We should call the police right away! Call them immediately!” Someone called 911 and angrily reported that someone had intentionally destroyed valuable items worth over 10 million dollars.

Lilly held onto Blake’s neck, feeling no remorse for her actions.

It was these people who were wrong.

How dare they call the police? Lilly snorted and turned her gaze to the other side.

Initially, she had only considered demolishing everything without anticipating the criticism she would receive from the people around her. However, now that her father was here, Lilly felt she had a powerful ally and was no longer afraid.

After those people called the police, they glared at Blake, Lilly, and Anthony with malice, as if they were expecting them to show regret and fear.

However, Blake remained unfazed, and Anthony took the opportunity to ask him a question, “Why are you here?” Blake cast a brief glance into the distance and replied, “l was having a meal with some old acquaintances when | spotted my lovely daughter from afar. That's why | came over.” Amidst the ongoing conversation between Blake, Lilly, and Anthony, the crowd directed their anger toward Quinnie, expressing their frustration and suggesting legal action.

“Quinnie, you should sue them directly! Some people have absolutely no shame!” “Yes, they need to be held accountable for their actions! Their arrogance is simply intolerable.” Quinnie was dumbfounded.

She was sitting there just moments ago, she felt a sudden dizziness and an overwhelming urge to smile while posing for pictures with everyone.

After the crash, Quinnie’s excitement quickly turned into astonishment and disbelief.

“Lilly...?" she questioned, her voice filled with astonishment. “Why did you...” Quinnie’s gaze finally fell upon Coco lying on the ground shattered, and her heart sank as if it was about to bleed.

Her Coco...

The people around continued to clamor, demanding that Quinnie be held accountable for the damage.

caused.

Quinnie, despite her heartache and the verge of tears, managed to compose herself. She shook her head and apologized, “I'm sorry, but this is my friends child... | don’t need any compensation, and I'll take responsibility for the broken dolls...” There was a momentary silence among the crowd, followed by an even greater surge of anger.

3/4 “Why should she get away with it?” “What's wrong with her being your friend's child? Your friend's child should take responsibility for damaging other people's property” “Quinnie, why are you defending her? Why are you doing this? You re uding with the wrongdoers!” Quinnie understood that her stance was infuriating them, but she could not join them in accusing Lilly.

Quinnic tried to explain. This child is usually well-behaved and reasonable. There must be some other reason for her behavior...

But no one would listen, insisting that Quinnie should be held accountable and compensated It was as if the dolls belonged to them...