Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily) novel Chapter 466

The elder stared at Josh, growing more and more satisfied as he showed him the rules at once!

Since he was going to be a descendant of the Mccarthy family, of course his surname was going to be Mccarthy as well and not Crawford! The Crawford family didn’t deserve the honor.

The elder did not wait for Josh to say anything, looking at another boy who was silent.

The boy was slightly older, and had not said a word ever since he appeared. His expression was stern and drawn-in with an ice-cold aura, and looked slightly more powerful than Josh for sure.

The elder asked cheerfully, “You must be Drake Crawford! We’ll have your name changed too. You’ll be Drake Mccarthy.”

He had seen Lisa’s kids before when they were born, and the older child was not as pure as the younger one.

But from the looks of it now, he was pretty good-looking.

It was fine that his blood wasn’t pure. He had returned to the Mccarthys, and was going to work for them from now on.

Now, it seemed like the younger brother might be more gifted, but the older brother seemed to naturally exude the qualities of a leader.

Now that they had returned to the Mccarthy family together, the older brother would be able to help the younger brother out to bring the Mccarthy family to levels higher than ever before together.

The elder stroked his beard, plotting out the brothers’ futures clearly in his head just then.

Josh saw that there was nothing to hide anymore, and got straight to the point. “Who are you to the Mccarthy family? Was the woman in the dugout my mother?”

The elder did not feel angry at the boy’s displeased questions, instead feeling proud.

Yes, this should be the kind of presence a descendant of the witch gods should have!

He explained with a beam, “I’m the hundred and ninety-eighth family elder of the Mccarthys. My name is Steward Mccarthy! I’ll be your senior and mentor from now on, and will teach you everything I know!”

Steward glanced at Drake. “But she’s not important anymore… I’m announcing now that you, Drake Mccarthy, have been the hundred and ninety-eighth head of the Mccarthy family since you walked in here!”

He was moved by his own words, his eyes brimming with tears.

It had not been easy… this generation of the Mccarthys had not had a head of the family, but he had finally waited until one emerged!

Steward continued excitedly, “As the head of the Mccarthys, the first thing you must do is to forget everything in the past. That goes especially to those pesky emotions that will only your mother. stand in the way of your growth! You shouldn’t even care too much about You’re the most honorable person in the Mccarthy family!”

“As for your family, it should be her honor that she gave birth to a descendant of the witch. gods like you! You shall never mention her again after today, as a family leader should never have any crutches or soft spots… blah blah blah…”

Drake: …

Josh: …

Lilly: Huh? What’s she talking about, Drake and Josh?

She did not get it.

Josh Mccarthy? What?

Her oldest uncle would never agree to changing Josh’s name. Neither would her grandma, or her grandpa, or her. Lilly felt that even the family dog would not say yes to that.

Why was this person so shameless? Talking all this nonsense, as if he was deciding on behalf of them.

“Let’s go,” Lilly tugged at the corners of their shirts. “Let’s go get Aunt Lisa.”

“The harem spirit said that there wouldn’t be much danger underground. We can go in.”

Josh did not want to continue listening to Steward spout nonsense, either. He walked towards the dugout with Lilly in tow.

He had still not fully understood what happened back then, and was obviously not going to let Steward and Veronica go. “Watch over them,” he reminded.

Steward frowned at Lilly.

This little girl was such a pain. Couldn’t she see that he was talking to the head of the Mccarthy family, tugging at his shirt and telling him to leave?

The Crawford children really were raised by classless businessmen, with no manners at all.

Steward followed after them at once.

The ghost bride giggled. “Where are you going, Sir-”

She wrapped her ghastly pale fingers around his neck.

Steward’s legs wobbled in terror at the gesture, almost wetting himself once again.