A Ruling Passion – Chapter 1808

That single over-the-shoulder throw seemed to have thrown the father’s bravado out of his skull. He laid on the ground, stunned for a few seconds, before scrambling to his feet. “You... You f**king cheated! You snuck on me!”

Jackson flicked a loose strand of his bangs away from his forehead, nonchalant. “Meh, you were just slow. You’re welcome to try pointing at me again if you don’t believe me. Personally? I maintain it’s best to talk this out, but hey, if you want a tussle, who am I to deny ya’? Honestly, Jackson West has never lost to anyone in a fight.”

Jackson... West? A strange, foggy sense of familiarity surfaced in the father’s mind. He seized onto the vagueness and tried to conjure more details, but regrettably, the man turned out to have a skull several times too large for his brain. “Pahhh, you can be Jackie East or North or whatever for all I care! I can point at you however I want, man, what’re you gonna do about that?! It’s not like I’m desperate enough to be seduced by your money, and I’m definitely not letting this unforgivable humiliation against my son go unpunished. I’m gonna knock your f* *king teeth out, pretty boy!”

Jackson curled his fingers in the man’s direction as though beckoning him to come closer. “After you, tough guy. Is this gonna be a mano-a-mano or a foofaraw? Suits me fine either way, whoever ends up cry-dialing 911 is a p*ssy!”

The father, goaded, was just about to bust out an attack when one of the relatives suddenly paled.