The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love novel Chapter 1182

Chapter 1182 

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Liam was indeed a difficult young man to please. 

Not only was he impolite, but he was also violent. 

A child like him won’t be loved by anyone. 

The old and worn out hallway was covered with various advertisements. 

He lowered his head and walked up to the third floor. 

The door lock had been changed again, this time to a fingerprint lock. 

The problem was, Liam learned how to pick locks with a wire. 

He had been entering the apartment this way for the past few times. 

Liam looked at it, picked up a brick from the corner, and started smashing it against the door. 

It didn’t take long before there was commotion inside the room. “Liam, you scoundrel! What do you think you’re doing?” his aunt’s voice could be heard from inside. Liam didn’t answer. 

He stepped back, whipped out his slingshot, and sent a stone flying towards the window. 

With a loud crash, shards of glass sprayed all over the floor. 

An ear-piercing shriek came from inside, it was his aunt. 

Then, the door opened. 

His freshly-shaved uncle, swearing like a sailor, stormed out with a wooden stool in hand, aiming straight for Liam’s head. 

Liam nimbly dodged and threw the brick at his uncle’s back. 

His uncle crumpled to the ground in pain, and his aunt quickly rushed out to check on him. 

Liam didn’t give a damn, picked up the brick, and walked into the house. 

Inside were three kids, two were about Liam’s age, and one was a girl about fourteen or fifteen. 

Upon seeing Liam, she frowned, “What are you doing here, again?” 

“This is my house, who are you to question me?” 

Liam glanced at the dinner table, it was filled with food. 

Without saying a word, he sat down, picked up a fork and began to eat. 

“Son of a bitch!” 

His uncle stormed back in, absolutely livid. 

“I suggest you don’t fight with me inside, unless you want to break more furniture and appliances.” Liam said nonchalantly as he continued to eat. 

“Liam, don’t you get it? Your parents owed us money before they died, this house has been given to us to pay off the debt!” His aunt, hands on her hips, shouted in fury. 

“You guys are farmers, how could my parents owe you millions?” Liam scoffed. 

He used to believe that his parents did owe them money.