"Mrs. Graves!"
"Mrs. Graves, Leo hit others. It is not appropriate for you to stand by his side." Ms. Erickson said disapprovingly.
"You're one to talk." Florence glanced over her coldly, like knives emitting cool light, making one chilly.
Ms. Erickson was dumb and no words formed in her mouth anymore.
"Florence, you mean hitting others is right. Then, I will hit your son for my son!"
"It's your son's fault. If the two kids hit each other, I won't say anything about it. If you disagree, how about we talk shit back?"
Mrs. Chandler was annoyed again. She knew that her son might not be able to defeat Leo, although he was two years older than Leo. But...
But at this time, how can she give in!
"Bronson, go, hit him for yourself. Hit him as you like and I will cover you. Don't worry!" One can give up anything except his courage.