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!

friend had been in a car accident, speeding and crashing into a bridge pillar. His neck twisted at an

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

didn’t want to end

at Blake

if I ever hear a single unpleasant word about my

sweat, and as the air conditioning blew on him,

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chill.

senses, thought, Oh my goodness,

Parker’s soul hadn’t left his body. That

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

to

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

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

“Finish that bottle of milk and forget about that

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!

mimicked two

Still, Grace remained silent.

doesn’t know what to

on the

Shouldn’t the focus be on

you—

for someone to call

he your younger

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.

Madam Fowler couldn’t be too

that he was given away to another

didn’t want Lilly to hear such a harsh reality, fearing that Blake might twist

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

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the surname Fowler while Parker Ferguson retained

ability to make so much money

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 dared to suggest that throwing him away might have. led to a wealthy family finding and

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