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Anyone Dares Bully you, Call Uncles! novel Chapter 542

Pablo gripped the stingy ghost coldly. "Out with it. Where is King Libra?"

The stingy ghost sobbed, "I don't know either…"

Thwack— Pablo took off half the stingy ghost's head.

The stingy ghost: …

"I really don't know! I was let out by a female ghost wearing a red headscarf. She's a ghost general…"

Pablo smirked, taking off another half of his head.

All at once, the stingy ghost's head resembled a sharpened pencil…

The stingy ghost wanted to cry, suspecting that Pablo was just getting personal revenge for Lilly.

Hadn't he just taken one bite out of Lilly?

The kid was bubbly as a bottle of champagne, clearly nothing happened to her. Was there the need to torture him like this?

The stingy ghost racked his brains, and could only think of one key point. "There were gingko leaves from where we came out! Oh, and there was the sound of a big clock chiming!"

Blake squinted. Gingko leaves, clock chimes.

These two points were enough to narrow things down to a few locations.

He was going to have that traitor King Libra out no matter what!

The stingy ghost was nothing but indignant. "Look, I've told you everything. Can…"

Pablo was expressionless. "Is there anything else you have to say?"

The stingy ghost racked his brains one last time. "Uh… no. I swear, I've got nothing else."

Pablo nodded. "You can leave, then."

He waved a hand, and the stingy ghost disintegrated at once as it was absorbed by the spirit jar.

There was no way Pablo was going to keep ghosts under King Libra around.

You could never be too careful. He had a little pupil to lose!

(The stingy ghost: …?)

Just then, Lilly was lying on Blake's shoulder. She was so sleepy she could hardly open her eyes.

She really was tired. She hadn't felt it amidst her excitement then, but let go for a while and instantly felt like she was going to fall apart.

"Take the fruits… chop 'em up…" The sleepy little kid mumbled.

Bettany had waited for an entire night until she was dragged to rest by Anthony around midnight. She woke up in the morning, and began waiting again.

At last, the door of the restaurant on the fifth floor opened to reveal Blake with a sleeping Lilly.

"Is everything alright?" She was nothing but worried. "What was she up to all night? Birthdays don't always come by, she couldn't even enjoy hers in peace…"

Blake smiled. "Don't worry…"

He paused, before glancing at Anthony. "Uncle Anthony's rich, anyways. We can have another party tonight."

Anthony: …

Bettany was about to say something, when her gaze sharpened at Lilly's swollen hand.

It was not any normal swelling, but her hand had swelled up like a pig's trotter!

"Blake…!" Bettany's gaze glinted murderously.

Blake held Lilly, taking a big step back and disappearing into the elevator door.

"I'm bringing Lilly back home!"

"She's really tired! She hasn't slept all night, she shouldn't be disturbed…"

Upon saying the words, he disappeared.

Bettany wanted to follow after them, but was afraid she would wake Lilly up and could only stare threateningly as Blake carried Lilly away.

She turned around and glared at Anthony. "What are you staring at? Come on, get planning for tonight! Yesterday's party didn't count!"

Anthony rubbed his nose.

She then glanced sideways at Edward. "Are you going to make yourself useful or what?"

Edward: …

Sure enough, all mothers were the same when they were in a bad mood…

Everyone scrambled to get out of there.

Even Lisa turned around, leaving with Anthony.

At last, Bettany sighed as she looked at the mess of a restaurant on the fifth floor.

For some reason, some of the tables and chairs had been flipped over.

It seemed like they ate quite a bit as well? Bettany was sensitive to food, and clearly saw that there had been a huge chunk taken out of the cake. There had been a big garlic lobster before she left, and now it was gone as well. Aside from that, there was the most loss in the juice and beverage department.

"Lilly must have had a hard time last night," Bettany mumbled to herself. "Cake's not going to be healthy enough…"

The food must've gotten cold, which was why she ate most of the cakes. Bettany's heart ached.

Since they were on Saffron Island, there was going to have to be an abundance of seafood! Be it jellyfish, scallops, lobsters, king crabs, sea urchins or sea cucumbers… there was going to be some of everything here!"

Josh and Zachary, having stayed up all night, went to bed as well.

She fell asleep with a smile still on her face.

Blake stroked her smooth, fine hair as he whispered, "Lilly, happy fifth birthday."

He put a small present by her pillow.

Looking at the rest of her room, it was filled with presents.

The ones in boxes were from her grandparents, uncles and brothers. There were some without a box, like flowers or brightly-colored seashells or beautiful hair clips.

They were all gifts from the little children who had come to the birthday party.

Anthony stood by the door, looking at Lilly as she slept.

Everyone said that she was so blessed.

It was true that she was…

But what others couldn't see, was the responsibility and stress that she had to carry on…

Blake closed the door. They had booked a suite, with three bedrooms.

Lilly was in one of them, so Blake had to be in the other. The other one had been taken up like Hannah.

They had been here for two days, but all they had done was just the birthday parties. They had not even been to the Neon Amusement Park yet.

The theme park was quiet as it was deep in the night.

All of a sudden, a seesaw began to move by itself. Creak… creak…

In the dead of the night, the sudden sound was quite spooky.

"Hehehe…"

There was a faint, playful laughter followed by singing:

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star,

Dolly lies on by the road of tar.

Dolly, Dolly, won't you go home?

Are you, are you, all alone?

Dolly Dolly, neither grieve nor fear,

I've got a mommy for you right here…"

Under the streetlight, a scary-looking cloth doll appeared.

It leaned against the streetlight, tilting its head as its humanlike eyes stared dead ahead…

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