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

a high-level spinal cord injury, forever paralyzed

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

glared at Blake

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

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

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chill.

senses, thought, Oh my goodness, Dad is

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

Grandma always said: Dad was an absolute unquestionably good person. Whatever he

do was

into her little backpack and pulled out a carton of milk from the outer pocket. Swinging her little legs back and forth, she leisurely sipped

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

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

Grace remained silent.

stretch its neck and theatrically exclaim, “Class 3F, Grace, Grace! Your mommy has two bottles of milk

two different tones

Grace remained

what

on the

Shouldn’t the focus be on me

you—

him, Parker pleaded for someone to call for

he

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

of Lilly, Madam Fowler couldn’t be

was given away to another family was essentially discarding a child on the verge of

a harsh reality, fearing that Blake might twist her

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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Fowler’s husband carried the surname Fowler while Parker Ferguson retained

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

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