Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily) novel 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.

Although they managed to save his friend’s life, he suffered a high-level spinal cord injury, forever paralyzed and unable to care for himself. His speech was reduced to incomprehensible babbling.

Parker felt tears welling up; he didn’t want to end up as a paralyzed invalid!

He glared at Blake with resentment.

Blake sneered, his eyes devoid of any hint of amusement. His voice dripping with coldness, he said, “Remember this, if I ever hear a single unpleasant word about my daughter again, next time, it’ll be a 180- degree twist.”

Parker’s body broke out in a cold sweat, and as the air conditioning blew on him, he shivered from the

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chill.

Lilly, who had just regained her senses, thought, Oh my goodness, Dad is so fierce-

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

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

All Lilly had to do was trust Dad!

Sitting on the couch, she 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 leisurely sipped from it.

Noticing Grace’s expressionless face, she pulled out another carton. “Here, Gracie, it’s milk! Drink up!”

Polly immediately chimed in, “Finish that bottle of milk and forget about that brat!”

Grace remained silent.

The annoying parrot didn’t 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 is your favorite milk! Mommy, I love.

It even mimicked two different tones perfectly.