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

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

want to

at Blake

“Remember this, if I ever hear a single unpleasant word about my

sweat, and as the air conditioning blew on him, he shivered

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chill.

who had just regained her senses, thought, Oh my goodness,

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

Grandma always said: Dad was an absolute unquestionably good person. Whatever he did, there was always a reason behind

Lilly had to do was trust

couch, she even reached into her little backpack and pulled out a carton of milk from the outer pocket. Swinging her little

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

bottle of milk and

Grace remained silent.

neck and theatrically exclaim, “Class 3F, Grace, Grace! Your mommy has two bottles of milk for you! Wow,

even mimicked two different

Still, Grace remained silent.

doesn’t know what to do,

on the

the focus be on

you—

pleaded for someone to call for emergency assistance, but his

“Is he

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 mother-in-law found him and brought

of Lilly, Madam

too harsh and cold. Saying that he was given away to

to hear such a harsh reality, fearing that Blake might twist her neck 90

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

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

this, Lilly was in awe of Uncle Fowler, impressed by his ability to make so much money without any initial resources. He was almost as

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.

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