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

to save his friend’s life, he suffered a high-level spinal cord injury, forever paralyzed and unable to care for

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

Blake

sneered, his eyes devoid of any hint of amusement. His voice dripping with coldness, he said, “Remember this, if I ever hear a single unpleasant word about my daughter again, next

sweat, and as the air conditioning blew on him, he shivered

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chill.

her senses, thought, Oh

all because Parker’s soul hadn’t left his body. That meant Dad

always said: Dad was an absolute unquestionably good person. Whatever he did, there was always a reason

Lilly had to do was trust

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

Grace’s expressionless face, she pulled out another carton.

that bottle of milk and forget about

Grace remained silent.

mommy has two bottles of milk for you! Wow, your mommy loves you so much! Sweetie, this is your favorite

even mimicked two different tones perfectly.

Grace remained silent.

know what to do,

the ground,

Shouldn’t the focus be on me

you—

pleaded for someone to call for emergency

he your

poor health as a child. When he was three years old, his birth mother gave

of Lilly, Madam Fowler couldn’t be too explicit

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

to hear such a harsh reality, fearing

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 to support and honor my parents-in-law.”

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surname Fowler while Parker Ferguson retained the surname, Ferguson.

make so much money

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