Unknowingly, Archy's hands clenched in anger. However, he tried his best to keep his expression calm when he saw Oliver in the eyes.
"I'm sorry, brother Oliver. I won't say anything like that again." Archy had no other choice but to humble himself in front of all of them. "I am really, really sorry." He said again, his voice soft but not his heart. It was as if hot coals were burning in his heart. He would never forget this humiliation. He will take revenge. But now, all he could do was keep his annoyed and angry expression out of sight.
"Wow! That's so much better, my friend Archy!" Sam finally let go of his grip on Archy's shoulders. He stood before the poor fat man while helping him to straighten his suit like a father helping his son put on his first suit. "Now, I'm giving you 24 hours to get out of town quickly. And don't let us meet because if we do, I probably won't let you go like now…" Sam continued his sentence while his hand cupped Archy's cheek.
