Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil novel Chapter 18

Summary for Chapter 18: Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Chapter Summary: Chapter 18 – Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil by Swnovels

In Chapter 18, a key moment in the Novel novel Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil, Swnovels delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.

Chapter 18 Fighting

Mara looked at Susie, only to see Susie’s star dress glowing with a faint bright light. She could not help but flash a sense of amazement under her

eyes.

Such a beautiful dress, she also only saw it in her life.

She then felt unfair because such a dress should be worn by her princess daughter. They did not love Lulu.

Mara said silently, “Mommy will buy it for you later.”

Lulu cried, “I won’t. I want that one.”

Chloe had just returned to her senses from the beautiful glowing dress and was fanning the flames, “That dress is a GYFY limited model, right? If it weren’t for her, this dress would be Lulu’s.”

Mara wanted to say something but on second thought it was true.

The Murray family originally consisted of only Lulu, the only little princess.

If Susie hadn’t come along, all the good things in the world would have been for her baby Lulu. What about now? Their eyes were on Susie. And Lulu was ignored by them all.

Mara felt so sad as if the whole Murray family owed her and Lulu a debt.

But they ignored that the Murray family also bought a batch of new dresses for Lulu when Susie’s dress arrived.

Susie had a star dress, and so had Lulu. Although the style was slightly different, the price was not much different.

As Lulu was about to cry, Mara tried to take her back to her room temporarily, but Lulu stormed downstairs.

“Lulu.” Mara chased after her anxiously.

In the garden.

Susie was sitting at a small table, preparing a cake with some children.

In a pile of girls abruptly sat a boy, who was none other than Hamza. Generationally speaking, he was Susie’s brother.

Hamza, Martin’s eldest son, was sitting next to Susie watching the ‘kids’, as his father had instructed him to do.

His little face was cold, quite his dad’s true heritage.

Susie was cutting the cake, and the sweet cake made the children drool, and Susie couldn’t help but gulp.

The first piece of cake she cut was handed to Hamza, “Here you go, brother.” But Hamza turned his face away and said, “No.”

He grimaced and had been so repulsed by the ‘sister’, because of Lulu, that he didn’t want to talk to Susie at all.

The bright light under Susie’s eyes dimmed slightly, so she had to take the cake back and said, “Okay.”

On the side, the ghost Mitch saw the sadness under Susie’s eyes and couldn’t help but say, “Hey, Juicy, leave him alone. Come, today is your birthday, so I will teach you a little skill?”

Susie was about to speak when suddenly a figure rushed out from the side and lunged straight at her.

Lulu grabbed Susie’s dress and shouted out while tearing it, “This dress is mine. You grabbed my dress.”

Lulu was very resentful and pushes Susie hard. Susie stumbled as she pushed her and the cake in her hand fell onto her dress.

She froze and tried to reason, “This is the dress I get from my uncle.”

“Is everything okay?” He asked.

Susie’s eyes were red and she shook her head, pursing her lips without saying a word.

Not so for Lulu, who screamed and cried so loudly and penetratingly that the adults next to her finally came back from their shock.

It was too sudden for two small children to fight because everyone in this circle was to raise their daughters to be ladies, so no one thought that the two young girls of the richest Murray family would fight.

Mara came running over and looked at the slap marks on Lulu’s face with distress and anger.

“How could you hit your sister.” She questioned angrily.

Susie clutched her skirt tightly and said, “She hits me first.”

Mara was furious, “Nonsense. How could your sister hit someone?”

Hamza frowned and said coldly and stiffly, “Aunt, Lulu hits Susie first.”

Lulu quit and cried out, “She hit me first. She grabbed my dress and hit me. Susie is a bad kid and a scheming girl.”

She said the words she learned from her mother and grandmother with a flourish.

A variety of looks flashed across the faces of the crowd.

So, what Susie was wearing was Lulu’s dress.

This child, who just returned to the Murray family, snatched away her sister’s beloved dress.

The Murray family still indulged her, and Lulu was miserable.