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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.

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

tears welling up; he didn’t want to

at Blake with resentment.

this, if I ever hear a single

as the air conditioning blew on him,

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chill.

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

or fear at all because Parker’s soul

an absolute unquestionably good person. Whatever he did, there

do

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

pulled out another carton. “Here, Gracie,

“Finish that bottle of milk and forget

Grace remained silent.

two bottles of milk for you! Wow, your mommy loves you so

mimicked two different

Grace remained

doesn’t know what to do, “Uh…”

lying on the

be on me

you—

help him, Parker pleaded for someone to call for emergency assistance, but his

he your younger

a servant to call emergency services, she said. My husband had poor health as a child.

Madam Fowler couldn’t be too

he was given away to another

didn’t want Lilly to hear such a harsh reality, fearing that Blake might twist her neck 90 degrees

parents-in-law 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

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carried the surname Fowler while Parker Ferguson

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

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

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 given you

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