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 angle

he suffered a high-level spinal cord injury, forever paralyzed and unable to care for himself. His

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

glared at Blake with resentment.

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

the air conditioning blew on him, he

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chill.

thought, Oh my goodness,

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

said: Dad was an absolute unquestionably good

do was trust Dad!

she even reached into her little backpack and pulled out a carton of milk

Grace’s expressionless face, she pulled out another

of milk and forget about that brat!”

Grace remained silent.

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

two different tones perfectly.

Grace remained

doesn’t know what

the

be on me now?

you—

to call for emergency assistance, but his pleas fell on deaf

asked, “Is he

turned 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

front of Lilly, Madam Fowler

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

to hear such a harsh reality, fearing that Blake might twist her

parents-in-law never had children of their own. 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 he grew up, he worked hard and earned

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that Madam Fowler’s husband carried the surname Fowler while Parker

make so much money without any initial resources. He was almost as

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