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!

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

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

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

at Blake

voice dripping with coldness, he said, “Remember this, if I ever hear a single unpleasant word about my daughter again, next time, it’ll be a 180- degree

broke out in a cold sweat, and as the air

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chill.

regained her senses, thought, Oh my goodness,

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

unquestionably good person. Whatever he did, there was always a

Lilly had to do was

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

she pulled out another carton. “Here,

“Finish that bottle of milk and

Grace remained silent.

didn’t stop there, continuing to stretch 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!

even mimicked two different tones

Still, Grace remained silent.

Fowler doesn’t know

lying on the ground,

focus be on me

you—

help him, Parker pleaded for someone to call for

asked, “Is he your

had poor health as a child. When he was three

front of Lilly, Madam Fowler

he was given away to another family was essentially

Lilly to hear such a harsh reality,

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

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that Madam Fowler’s husband carried the surname

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

for treatment, and he would have died if he stayed at home. She even

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