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.

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

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

glared at Blake with

his eyes devoid of any hint of amusement. His voice dripping with coldness, he said, “Remember this, if

as the air conditioning blew on him,

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chill.

had just regained her senses, thought,

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

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

to do was trust Dad!

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

expressionless face, she pulled out another carton. “Here, Gracie,

“Finish that bottle of milk and forget

Grace remained silent.

mommy has two bottles of milk for you! Wow, your mommy loves you so much! Sweetie, this is your favorite milk! Mommy, I

even mimicked two different

Grace remained silent.

Fowler doesn’t know what to

the ground, fumed.

focus be

you—

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

he your younger

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

Madam Fowler couldn’t be

all, the truth was too harsh and cold. Saying that he was given away to another family was essentially discarding

such a harsh reality, fearing that Blake might twist her neck 90 degrees later…

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 money

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the surname Fowler while

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

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

he’s cured now, isn’t he? If I hadn’t thrown you away, would the Fowler family have found you and given

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