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Although this little fatty was overweight and had a quick temper, and he lived in exceptionally good conditions, he knew what a termite was, and he was aware that termite was something undesirable.
"I am not a termite," the boy began to retort to Maeve. His previously smug expression suddenly turned into somewhat of an angry embarrassment.
"Then where is the thing you were looking for?" Maeve asked him, noticing the little fatty's empty hands and his lack of any findings.
Fatty, Peter Jadwin, was rendered speechless by the question, his chubby face tensing up.
"I don't need to ask for anything. I heard from mom, only beggars ask for things. My dad is very rich, and our money can buy a lot, a lot of stuff," Fatty seemed to draw full-bodied strength whenever he mentioned his dad, showing off his sense of pride and superiority to everyone.
