Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily) novel Chapter 441

Chapter 441 Auntie?

Lilly went into the bathroom shouting and screaming. She then did her best to wash herself until she smelled like a garden of roses. The ghosts could smell the scent of her shampoo from a mile away.

Weakling spirit shook his head, smiling, then he grabbed hypocrite ghost. “Come with me. You’re under observation for a month. If you can’t prove yourself to be useful, you’ll be fed to the jar.”

Harem spirit was staying far away. “Man, he smells like sh*t to me.” Even seeing hypocrite ghost now filled her head with the imagery of maggots.

Weakling spirit said nothing. He didn’t want this job either, but he could do it if it meant keeping this piece of sh*t away from Lilly.

Hypocrite ghost cried. “We’re all malignant spirits. You can’t be cannibalizing me.”

Weakling spirit smiled. “We’re not the same.” And he dragged hypocrite ghost into the jar.

There was a place of detainment in the jar, and it was called the observation room. The ghost bride was still locked up there even now. Even though they were poker buddies, the ghosts were still worried she might be hiding some trick up her sleeve like Baldy, so they locked her up, much to her chagrin. “Aw, let me out. I wanna play some poker,” she pleaded. “I submit, alright? I promise I’ve submitted. Please believe

me.”

And then she saw hypocrite ghost getting tossed into the prison.

Oh gods.

Lilly came out, her hair wet, and she covered herself with a towel, staring around. Good. No one’s around. She ran ahead and got changed.

Josh knocked on the door and came in. “Are you done? We’re gonna grab something to eat, then we’ll pick Zachary up.”

It was almost nine, and Bettany came to see her once, but then she left. Lilly quickly dried her hair, and she said, “I’ll be done soon.”

Josh came in and saw her messing her hair up, much to his amusement. He quickly took the towel from her. “I’ll help you.” He carefully dried her hair and blew on it with a blowdryer. When Anthony came in, he saw Josh holding Lilly’s hair and clumsily blowing it with a blowdryer. The poor boy was sweating.

“Just a minute!” Josh was panicking. He wanted to dry Lilly’s hair fast, but he was worried she might get hurt, so he tried his best to learn from the hairstylist in the salon, moving gently as he patted her head.

Lilly was on the ground, her head raised. “Slow down, Josh. Don’t pluck all my hair out. I don’t want to be a baldie like Hannah.”

Anthony laughed. He found this heartwarming.

Lilly’s eyes shone, and she turned around. “Uncle!” Uncle’s back! She quickly got up and ran toward him, much to Josh’s shock.

He followed her quickly and pulled off the blowdryer’s socket. Lilly kept running, and Josh kept chasing with a blowdryer trailing behind him. “Wait up!”

Lilly pounced into Anthony’s embrace, and Josh couldn’t stop in time.

Anthony picked them up, and he said, “Let your cousin’s hair go.” Are you dumb, boy?

Josh let go of her. Wait. Dad’s holding me? This is the first time he’s sonic to me.