Arthur, who had been silent, finally turned his gaze to Jameson, thinking that his words were quite funny.
While it was reasonable enough to make his aunt mad at Amanda, that was unfortunately only true in the past, now it was impossible.
"No need to do that, it's useless," he said and he threw the bone tucked inside the mutton he ate at his face. It landed right on his forehead and stuck like it was rubber.
"You..." The man opened his mouth, then pointed at Arthur with a trembling hand.
"Son, where are your manners?" he asked out loud. "Don't think because of your aunt, I'm afraid to teach you a lesson, she may be influential, but we are not skinny horses either, we are fat camels."
"Just a camel, one punch is enough," Arthur replied. His fist moved swiftly, hitting his cheek, causing him to fall again.
