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Chapter XLIV (44)

Liam's POV

Nothing like catching a pig that escaped its pigpen. I had him cornered between me and Nate and Richie, who stood behind him, and we slowly move in. The pig screech as I approach. He snorts and turns around but stops once he sees Nate and Richie. We trap him, and Nate slowly stood out to the side while Richie leads him back to the pen. I follow behind them to make sure the pig won't run back again.

The pig finally enters the pigpen, and Richie closes the door and makes sure the pen is securely locked.

"Make sure you guys watch him well. He's known to be a stowaway," I said.

Richie smiles. "Right, sir. We'll make sure he stays here." I nod my head.

"Ah, look who it is," I roll my eyes, hearing the sound of my companionship. Or that might be too much of a stretch.

I turn around and put on a smile. "Victor, what brings you over to my field?" I ask, even though I already know the answer.

Victor's father and my father used to be business partners until my father was blamed for cheating him out of money, and now, Victor wants to make sure he gets that money back, but he doesn't deserve it because my dad did not cheat.

Victor was dressed in his leather pants with his arms visible with a tank on. A hat occupied his head to cover his hair loss. He crosses his arms and gives out a fake chuckle. "You know what I'm here for. You need to pay up," he says.

I shake my head. "You know that I won't," I said, "because the money was never cheated from you in the first place."

"You're just like your father, always the victim," he spits out, and then, at my face.

I clench my fist and wipe off his diseased DNA. "And you're just like your father: greedy. My dad never stole the money as you believe."

"And what would you know with your troublesome wife and kid?" A smirk creeps onto his face. We've done this too long and too much for me not to know that he said those words to fire me up. He takes a step closer and leans into my face. I could so pop his jaw with a swing. He sticks his bottom lip out and mimics a child's voice, "Not that you have a wife anyway." I clench my fist. "And your kid doesn't even love you. He only stayed with you because his mom didn't want him, just like your—" I raise my fist, but Nate and Richie hold me back. His smile widens. "And who would love an angry farm boy whose manner are like a beast? Run off to the woods."

I jerk Nate and Richie's hands off of me and swing my fist at his nose. I strike another punch to his cheek. And then another at his jaw. He fell down to the dirty ground, and I kicked him, but Richie and Nate pulled me back once more, holding my arms in place. Victor moans and grunts loudly, giving me satisfaction. Blood flew out his nose and mouth. However, although he was bloody and bruised, he still chuckled out hideously, taunting me, "You see what I mean. One bad word, and I get hit. You son of a bitch can't handle anything."

I use my energy and rip myself free from Richie and Nate. I kick him on his back, and he screams out.

Suddenly, I was pushed back, and I lift my head and see Ally, giving me a look of disapproval. I shake my head, wanting to tell her what had happened, but something just came over me. "Move," I huff.

She shakes her head. "No. W-what happened?" I knew she wanted to ask me directly why I did what I did. Her eyes spoke it.

"Who is this?" Victor mumbles. I pull Ally behind me and guarded her from Victor. That little bastard got himself on his knees and then up on his feet. His eyes observe Ally as if she was on display. I raise my fist, and Ally, Nate, and Richie attack my arm before I can swing it. I struggle to free my arm, but I decided to kick him back down.