Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Chapter 413

Chapter 413 It’s Rude of Me to Not Take Action

Blake’s face grew cold as he twisted his wrist and firmly gripped Parker’s head, exerting pressure.

Looking down on Parker from above, his lips curled into a smirk. “With the tension in the air reaching its peak, it would be rather impolite of me not to take action now.”

Parker chuckled, about to say, “You’re quite the pretentious prick, aren’t you?”

But in the next moment, a sharp crack echoed through the room!

Parker’s head twisted ninety degrees, his body stiffening as he collapsed, crashing onto the floor with at resounding thud!

His

eyes widened in shock.

Madam Fowler’s eyes widened as well, her pallid face growing even whiter, overwhelmed by fear.

Trembling at the corner of her mouth, Madam Feliciasuttered, “Y-you… You really…”

Did he really… kill him?

The words choked in Madam Fowler’s throat, unable to escape her lips.

Blake looked down at Parker convulsing on the floor, calmly reaching for a wet tissue from the tabletop. As he wiped his hands, he casually remarked, “Don’t worry, I merely dismantled his head. I didn’t end his pathetic existence.”

Madam Fowler’s legs weakened. What… What difference did that make?

Parker writhed on the ground, attempting to rise, but confusion clouded his mind. His limbs tingled with numbness, rendering him utterly devoid of strength.

Blake’s tone was as cold and heartless as icicles hanging from the eaves on a frigid winter day. “It’s just a dislocated cervical spine. He won’t die, but I can’t guarantee anything if he keeps writhing and thrashing

around.”

Parker froze in terror as he writhed on the ground.

A dislocated cervical spine!

accident, speeding and crashing into a bridge pillar. His neck twisted at an eerie

his friend’s life, he suffered a high-level spinal cord injury, forever

he didn’t want to end up as

at Blake

hint of amusement. His voice dripping with coldness, he said, “Remember this, if I ever hear a single unpleasant word about

broke out in a cold sweat, and as the

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chill.

just regained her senses, thought, Oh my goodness, Dad

or fear at all because Parker’s soul hadn’t left his body. That meant

unquestionably good person. Whatever he did, there was always

do

the couch, she even reached into her little backpack and pulled out a carton of milk from the outer pocket. Swinging her little legs

another carton. “Here, Gracie, it’s

immediately chimed in, “Finish that bottle of milk and forget about that brat!”

Grace remained silent.

to stretch its neck and theatrically exclaim, “Class 3F, Grace, Grace! Your mommy has two bottles of milk for you! Wow, your mommy loves

mimicked two

remained silent.

Fowler doesn’t know what to

on the

focus be on me

you—

to help him, Parker pleaded for someone to call for emergency assistance, but his pleas fell on deaf

“Is he

complicated, and she gradually regained her composure. While signaling a servant to call emergency services, she said. My husband had poor health as a child. When he was three years old, his birth mother gave him away to another family to raise. Later my mother-in-law found him and brought him

front of Lilly, Madam Fowler couldn’t

was given away to another family was essentially

Lilly to hear such a harsh reality, fearing that Blake might

treated him as their son. He took on the Fowler family name. My parents-in-law exhausted their entire fortune, selling their house and car, to cure my husband. And when he grew up, he worked hard and earned a lot of money

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that Madam Fowler’s husband carried the surname

of Uncle Fowler, impressed by his ability to make so much

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