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!

been in a car accident, speeding and crashing into a bridge pillar. His neck twisted at an eerie angle on

cord injury, forever paralyzed and

felt tears welling up; he didn’t want to end

Blake with resentment.

any hint of amusement. His voice dripping with coldness, he said, “Remember this, if I ever hear a single unpleasant

as the air conditioning blew

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chill.

thought,

worry or fear at all because Parker’s soul hadn’t left his body. That meant

said: Dad was an absolute unquestionably good

Lilly had to do was trust Dad!

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

Grace’s expressionless face, she pulled out another carton. “Here, Gracie, it’s

of milk

Grace remained silent.

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

mimicked two different

Grace remained silent.

what to do, “Uh…”

the

the focus be on me now?

you—

help him, Parker pleaded for someone to call for

he your younger brother-in-law?”

her composure. While signaling a servant to call emergency services, she said. My husband had poor health as a child. When he was three

of Lilly, Madam Fowler couldn’t be too explicit

he was given away to another family

a harsh reality, fearing that Blake might twist her neck

the Fowler family name. My parents-in-law exhausted their entire fortune, selling

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

Uncle Fowler, impressed by his ability to make so much money without any initial

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