Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily) novel Chapter 447

Chapter 447 Assassin and the Dog

Upon hearing Master’s words, Lilly Crawford fell into deep thought. It’s not a mischievous spirit, is it a celestial being?“

Pablo Belmont shook his head. “Not sure. A magician ner reveals his secrets. If you want to know what lies behind Veronica Mccarthy, you’ll have to go and see for yourself”

Lilly Crawford nodded. “Hmm, hmm, hmm! Master, go qukly.”

Master flew away in an instant, nothing escapes their sight!

Pablo Belmont looked at her helplessly. “No, you have to get there and see for yourself. If Master does everything for you, then Master would raise a worthless individual.”

Lilly Crawford responded, “How could that be? Lilly Crawford won’t be worthless.”

After a pause, she pinched her round belly and said resentfully, “I might turn out to be a chubby ball… But a worthless person wouldn’t have a powerful Master, so I won’t become worthless, just a chubby ball.”

Pablo Belmont choked, unable to respond.

Polly was cooking when she heard the words and looked up. A person being chubby adds three points to their fortune. Even if you’re not rich, it brings protection! The more you weigh, the more I love you! It’s good to be chubby, it’s wonderful to be chubby, chubby and chirping!”

Lilly Crawford remained silent.

She didn’t want to chirp!

Suddenly, Blake MacNeil spoke, “By the way, my dear, I’ll take you to a place.”

Lilly Crawford asked curiously, “Where?”

Blake MacNeil smiled and picked her up, walking towards the exit. “You’ll know when we get there.”

The MacNeil Villa.

A certain hall master had just returned from a mission still exuding a murderous aura and blood scent.

However, in their arms, they held a small puppy.

The little puppy appeared to be only three or four months old, trembling in the arms of a strong man exuding a menacing aura.

The hall master entered the villa and walked to reach the back mountain.

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Below the back mountain was a spacious area, about the size of a soccer field, covered with weeds. Several low houses were built nearby, offering openness on all sides while sheltering from the wind and rain.

The hall master casually put the puppy down and called someone over to take it away.

Blake MacNeil brought Lilly Crawford back and said, Laddy has established a shelter.”

Last time he noticed that the little one wanted to help tray cats and dogs, how could a child establish a shelter?

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The Crawford family villa was also spacious, but there were some factors to consider. Firstly, the elderly lady cultivated a garden and grown vegetables within the villa premises. Additionally, there were neighbors nearby, and bringing all the cats and dogs back might disturb them.

If Lilly Crawford really wanted to bring the cats and dogs home, the Crawford family wouldn’t object. They could afford to hire someone to take care of them However, personally, Blake MacNeil believed there was no need to turn the Crawford family into a shelter.

On the other hand, the MacNeil villa was different. It was a true villa, and for training purposes, it had a large land area. They created small-scale simulated battlefields in the mountains, forests, rivers, plains, and valleys.

So Blake MacNeil issued a command that whenever they encountered stray cats or dogs in need of rescue while on missions, they should bring them back.

During this period, the assassins at the MacNeil Villa had almost become accustomed to bringing back a cat or dog whenever they ventured out. It astonished their opponents. Can you imagine a moment when a killer was shooting at them one second, and the next second, they picked up a playful kitten and stuffed it into their pocket?

Lilly Crawford exclaimed in excitement. “Daddy is amazing!”

Upon seeing Blake MacNeil approaching, over a dozen logs rushed towards him, barking, but abruptly. stopped in their tracks. They still held a deep respect for Blake MacNeil, wagging their tails vigorously.

Lilly Crawford burst into laughter and said, “They’re wagging their tails so hard that their butts wag too.”

These stray cats and dogs weren’t taken care of by dedicated staff, but rather by the hall master and his subordinates at MacNeil Villa. During their free time after completing missions, it was amazing to see that some individuals who previously had some psychological issues from their missions were actually healed. while taking care of these cats and dogs..

Blake MacNeil was speaking to a subordinate nearby bu immediately responded upon hearing the noise. He asked, “What happened?”

Lilly Crawford held her forehead and pointed at the countryside dog, saying, “It threw a stone at me.”

The countryside dog: “No, I didn’t!”

Seeing Blake MacNeil’s reaction, it immediately spirited away.

Blake MacNeil couldn’t help but laugh. He picked up Lilly Crawford and examined her. Fortunately, it was just a small stone that caused a slight bump and a hint of bruising.

“Hmm, it should be fine.” Blake MacNeil thought.

“Let’s go, I’ll take you to freshen up, and then we’ll pick up that wolfhound from the clinic. Do you still remember that wolfhound?” he asked.

Kelly Franklin poisoned it with rat poison, with her assistant.

Lilly Crawford nodded, “Yes, I remember!”

After washing Lilly Crawford’s face, Blake MacNeil took her home.

Following the incident where Boris’ Workshop falsely claimed to rescue cats and dogs but actually engaged in selling cat blood, the short video platform launched a cleanup campaign.

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They conducted strict inspections of related videos, and internet users spontaneously organized patrols. If they discovered any cases where the rescued cats and dogs were missing or didn’t match the ones in the shelter, they immediately shared and reported them to verify the information.

The occurrence of such wicked transactions has indeed decreased, but a group of bloggers claiming to be genuinely helping emerged in its place. Surprisingly, this event even brought them a surge in traffic. Sometimes, one can’t help but admire their “talent.” Fortunately, although some of these individuals have profit-seeking motives, they do provide some assistance to stray cats and dogs. At least they are not causing harm, and internet users quickly expose suspicious activities. Who would dare take such risks?

“Is this helping the cats and dogs?” Lilly Crawford asked.

Blake MacNeil nodded. “Yes.”

In the past, he was a cold-hearted person, bound only by the mountains and rivers of the world, without family or loved ones.

But now, he was willing to protect and cherish this world’s tenderness for his beloved sweetheart.