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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.

he suffered a high-level spinal cord injury, forever

didn’t want to

glared at Blake with

“Remember this, if I ever hear a single unpleasant word about my daughter again, next time, it’ll be a 180- degree

as the air conditioning

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chill.

senses, thought, Oh my goodness, Dad is so

soul hadn’t left his body.

was an absolute unquestionably good person. Whatever he did, there was always a

to do was

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

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

chimed in, “Finish that bottle of milk and forget about

Grace remained silent.

stop there, continuing to stretch its neck and theatrically exclaim, “Class 3F, Grace, Grace! Your mommy has two bottles of milk for you! Wow, your mommy loves you so much! Sweetie, this

two

Grace remained

Fowler doesn’t know what to do, “Uh…”

on the

focus be on me now?

you—

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

“Is he

poor health as a child. When he was three years old, his

front of Lilly, Madam Fowler couldn’t be too

too harsh and cold. Saying that he was given away to another family was essentially discarding a child on the verge of

reality, fearing that Blake might twist her neck 90

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,

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surname Fowler

by his ability to make so much money

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

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

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