Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 413

hapter 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!

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

managed to save his friend’s life, he suffered a high-level spinal cord injury, forever

he didn’t want to end up as a

at Blake

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

and as the

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chill.

regained her senses, thought, Oh my goodness, Dad is so

fear at all because Parker’s soul hadn’t left

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

to do was trust

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

she pulled out another

immediately chimed in, “Finish that bottle of milk

Grace remained silent.

its neck and theatrically exclaim, “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! Mommy, I

even mimicked two

Still, Grace remained silent.

Fowler doesn’t know what to

lying on the

Shouldn’t the focus be on me

you—

pleaded for someone to call for emergency

“Is he

signaling a servant to call emergency services, she said. My husband had poor health as a child. When he was three years old, his

front of Lilly, Madam Fowler couldn’t

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

reality, fearing that Blake might

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 a lot of money to

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Madam Fowler’s husband carried the

Uncle Fowler, impressed by his ability to make so much money

“Once my husband became successful, his biological mother came knocking on our door. She claimed that abandoning him was a last resort since they had no money for treatment, and he would have died if he stayed at home. She even

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