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!

friend had been in a car accident, speeding and crashing into a bridge pillar. His neck

cord injury, forever paralyzed and unable to care for himself. His speech was reduced to incomprehensible

welling up; he didn’t want to end up as a paralyzed

at Blake with

with coldness, he said, “Remember this, if I ever hear a single

and as the air conditioning blew on him,

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chill.

thought, Oh my goodness,

she felt no worry or fear at all because Parker’s soul hadn’t left his body. That meant

like Grandma always said: Dad was an absolute unquestionably good person. Whatever he

to do

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

she pulled out another

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

Grace remained silent.

exclaim, “Class 3F, Grace, Grace! Your mommy has two

mimicked two different tones perfectly.

remained silent.

know what to do,

the ground, fumed.

be on me now?

you—

help him, Parker pleaded for someone to call

“Is he

servant to call emergency services, she said. My husband had poor health as a child. When

front of Lilly, Madam Fowler couldn’t

was too harsh and cold. Saying that he was given away to another family was essentially discarding a child

such a harsh reality, fearing that Blake might twist her neck 90 degrees

they found my husband and brought him back, they 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

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surname Fowler while Parker Ferguson retained the surname, Ferguson.

Lilly was in awe of Uncle Fowler, impressed by his ability to make so much money without any initial resources. He was almost

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