Chapter 413 It’s Rude of Me to Not Take Action


    ke''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 ny degrees, his body stiffening as he copsed, crashing onto the floor with a


    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 Felicia stuttered, "Y-you... You really..."


    Did he really... kill him?


    The words choked in Madam Fowler''s throat, unable to escape her lips.


    ke 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.


    ke''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!


    Justst month, his friend had been in a car ident, speeding and crashing into a bridge pir. 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 iprehensible babbling.


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


    He red at ke with resentment.


    ke 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


    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 exim, "ss 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 you~~~"


    It even mimicked two different tones perfectly.


    Still, Grace remained silent.


    Madam Fowler doesn''t know what to do, "Uh..."


    Parker, lying on the ground, fumed.


    Seriously? Shouldn''t the focus be on me now?


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


    his pleas fell on deaf ears.


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    ke asked, "Is he your younger brother-inw?"


    Madam Fowler''s expression turnedplicated, and she gradually regained herposure. 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 family to raise. Later, my


    mother-inw found him and brought him back."


    In front of Lilly, Madam Fowler couldn''t be too explicit.


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


    essentially discarding a child on the verge of death.


    She didn''t want Lilly to hear such a harsh reality, fearing that ke might twist her neck 90 degrees


    "My parents-inw 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-inw 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 to support and honor my parents-inw."


    ke nodded, realizing that Madam Fowler''s husband carried the surname Fowler while Parker


    Ferguson retained the surname, Ferguson.


    Upon hearing this, Lilly was in awe of Uncle Fowler, impressed by his ability to make so much money


    without any initial resources. He was almost as amazing as Uncle Anthony.


    Madam Fowler continued, "Once my husband became sessful, his biological mother came knocking


    on our door. She imed that abandoning him was ast 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 finding and curing him."


    She 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 given you such a good life?"


    What made it even more repugnant was the fact that her husband''s birth parents weren''t extremely


    impoverished back then. They had their own house and car. They simply heard that the treatment


    would cost at least a million dors, with no guarantee of sess, and that''s when they abandoned her


    husband.


    Madam Fowler sneered, "His mother couldn''t bear to provide treatment for her child, while his adoptive


    parents sacrificed everything and worked tirelessly for a child they found. It ruined their health when


    they were still young..."


    Lilly listened intently, hanging on to every word.


    She had experienced hardships in the Hatcher family during her childhood, and she had learned early


    on about the fickleness of human rtionships. She was more mature than most children her age...


    Perhaps if another four-year-old child were sitting here, they wouldn''t understand what the adults were


    talking about. But Lilly, on the other hand, already felt sympathy for Uncle Fowler, who had been


    abandoned by his biological mother.


    He must have been very sad when he was thrown away...


    When she was three years old, her father had also abandoned her—of course, she now knew that


    Stephen was not her real father. At that time, she had felt great sadness too...


    "And then?" Grace interjected, her voice was cold and clear, an unusual moment of initiative from her.


    She wanted to know what decision Uncle Fowler had ultimately made between his biological mother


    and his adoptive parents.


    If Uncle Fowler had given his biological parents even a penny in support, Grace felt she would look


    down upon him.


    Madam Fowler continued, "My inws were kind-hearted and didn''t want to say much. After all, my


    husband was their biological child, and they had to consider his feelings. But my husband had the


    security guards kick them out directly. They didn''t give up and kepting to cause trouble every few


    days. My inws were already in poor health, and this continued for two years. My mother-inw


    passed away due to illness, and my father-inw, deeply attached to her, followed soon after.


    The Ferguson family even joined in, demanding their share of the estate.


    But in the end, it was her inws who passed away, and they had nothing to do with their family. It was


    certain that the situation wouldn''t end well.


    After another two years, her husband also passed away due to illness. His childhood condition was


    neverpletely cured, and coupled with the immense fortune he had painstakingly built, he couldn''t


    hold on in the end.


    Her health wasn''t good either, and she had never been able to conceive, leaving no descendants for


    the Fowler family. This was her most bitter regret deep in her heart.


    "The Ferguson family presented a paternity test, iming their rtionship as my husband''s biological


    parents and demanding half of the inheritance through awsuit," Madam Fowler said with a smile.


    "But if my husband didn''t give them anything during his lifetime, why would I give them a single penny


    now?"


    She had nothing if not money. Even if it meant spending tens of millions or hundreds of millions in legal


    battles, she would never let them inherit a single cent.


    Lilly was puzzled. "Then why is this twisted-neck Uncle able to be here and drive such an expensive


    car?"


    Madam Fowler''s eyes revealed a hint of despair...