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!

speeding and crashing

injury, forever paralyzed and unable to care for

want to end up as a paralyzed

at Blake with resentment.

this, if I ever hear a single unpleasant word about my daughter again, next time, it’ll be

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

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chill.

who had just regained her senses, thought, Oh my goodness, Dad is

felt no worry or fear at all because Parker’s soul hadn’t left

was an absolute unquestionably good person. Whatever

had to do was trust

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

she pulled out another carton. “Here, Gracie, it’s milk!

chimed in, “Finish that bottle of milk

Grace remained silent.

has two

even mimicked two different

remained silent.

Fowler doesn’t know what

lying on the ground,

Shouldn’t the focus be on

you—

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

he your

poor health as a child. When he was three years old, his birth mother gave him away to another family to raise.

front of Lilly, Madam Fowler couldn’t be too explicit

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

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

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

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nodded, realizing that Madam Fowler’s husband carried the surname Fowler while Parker

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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