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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!

Just last month, his friend had been in a car accident, speeding and crashing into a bridge pillar. His neck twisted at an eerie angle on impact.

his friend’s life, he suffered a 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

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

and as the air conditioning

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chill.

had just regained her senses, thought,

or fear at all because Parker’s soul hadn’t left his body. That

Dad was an absolute unquestionably good

had to do

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

another carton. “Here, Gracie, it’s milk! Drink up!”

“Finish that bottle of milk and forget

Grace remained silent.

mommy has two bottles of milk for you! Wow, your

two different

remained

doesn’t know what to do,

lying on the ground,

Shouldn’t the focus be on me

you—

for someone to help him, Parker pleaded for someone to call for emergency assistance, but his pleas fell on deaf

asked, “Is he your

Fowler’s expression turned complicated, and she gradually regained her composure. While signaling a servant 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

front of Lilly, Madam Fowler couldn’t be too explicit

was too harsh and cold. Saying that he was given away to another family was essentially discarding a

fearing that Blake might

family name. My parents-in-law exhausted their entire fortune, selling their

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

his ability to make so much money without any initial resources. He was almost

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

could never forget the face of that old woman, who seemed almost proud of her actions, saying, “Look, he’s cured now, isn’t he? If I hadn’t thrown you away, would the Fowler family have found you and

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