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!

and crashing into a bridge pillar. His neck twisted at an eerie angle on impact.

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

want to end up as a

glared at Blake with

His voice dripping with coldness, he said, “Remember this, if I ever

out in a cold sweat, and as the air conditioning blew on

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chill.

her senses, thought, Oh my goodness,

soul hadn’t

unquestionably good person. Whatever he did, there was always a reason behind

Lilly had to do was

and pulled out a carton of milk from the outer pocket. Swinging her little legs back and forth,

out another

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

Grace remained silent.

“Class 3F, Grace, Grace! Your mommy has two bottles of milk for you! Wow, your mommy loves you so much! Sweetie, this is your favorite milk!

two different

remained

know what to do,

the ground,

be on me

you—

Parker pleaded for someone to call

he your younger brother-in-law?”

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

Fowler

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

fearing that Blake might twist her neck 90

After 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

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the surname Fowler while

hearing this, Lilly was in awe of Uncle Fowler, impressed by his ability to make so much money

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