Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily) novel Chapter 176

Layton did not know what to say. “What’s our mission today, Mr. Macneil?”

Blake said, “We’re going to lure someone out. They’ve seen Lilly and I before, so we can’t show ourselves. You’re going to lure it out.”

“I remember you’re pretty good at swimming, aren’t you? You’ve done an underwater battle before.”

Layton nodded his head. This was all not a problem.

But…

“Has that person seen me before? He asked solemnly.

Which enemy was this? Was it a prisoner on the loose?

Mr. Macneil was clearly so concerned!

Yet Blake stopped short, before saying. “No, they haven’t seen you.”

Layton was speechless.

So what was the point of him dressing up like this!

As if he could guess what Layton was thinking, Blake rattled off some nonsense off the top of his head at once. “This outfit’s to protect you. It’ll ward off evil spirits.”

Layton thought to himself, Thanks, so so much.

The ferry puttered off onto the river, spinning around slowly on the water.

“What are we going to do now?” Layton covered his face.

Blake was comfortably reclined on the couch, his arms spread out and his legs crossed.

“See that window?” he said. “Open it, and stick your head out.”

The ferry had been designed for the river tour. The second floor was the dock, with comfortable sofas. In the cabin was a minibar, with a window made of glass that could be opened.

Layton opened the window, and stuck his head out.

Lilly took off her shoes and climbed onto the sofa, copying the way Blake was sitting with her limbs stretched out. “Then you need to stick your arms out, and play with the water.”

Layton was baffled by it.

Crossdressing, sticking his head out of a window, and now playing with the water.

Why did something feel strangely off?

Whatever. A mission was a mission, and Layton was on one.

The window was quite a distance from the water, and he had no choice but to lean out of the window to get to it.

Thankfully he had pretty long hands, for how tall he was.

Lilly thumbed away on her phone, taking picture after picture of Layton before saying, “Say, ‘Come play, baby!”

Everyone on TV said that.

Anthony smirked.

Blake twitched in amusement. “Don’t shout too loudly, darling.”

And so the lot of them sat sipping their coffees as Layton toiled away by the window. The wind had messed up his silky hair, and his hand patted the water half-heartedly.

What a beautiful sight he made.

Just then, Layton felt something.

He frowned. Water weeds?

But it was very thin and slippery, and felt more like hair!

The next second, he felt as if his wrist was being grabbed harshly and yanked out!

Layton was elated.

The bait had worked?

Who the hell was this? They were pretty good with underwater combat, weren’t they?

It was impressive enough that they could hold their breath for so long, and they were so strong too!

Layton smirked coldly, and was just about to yank the force dragging him down up.

Yet Blake’s voice rang behind him, “It’s here! Layton, hold yourself down!”

Layton was just about to say that he had this in the bag, he was experienced enough.

Yet the next second, he saw a pale white hand sticking out of the water to grab his other hand and pull it as well.

Layton fell into the water with a splash!

Layton was wearing a red dress as he fell, and a piercing cry rang through the air, “Help… someone’s fallen into the water…”

He had quite a sharp eye, and was able to open his eyes underwater.

Layton flipped around to grab the person’s hands instead, yanking harshly to see who it was.

Lilly remembered what her Master had said. She was not strong enough yet, and shouldn’t take care of spirits on her own.
He frowned. Water weeds?