Edwin Blake asked seriously, "You don't believe me?"
"No."
"Fine, don't believe me if you don't want to. Anyway, I've said my piece. Your mother really had nothing against me. She used to like me a lot."
Edwin couldn't help but sigh, "She used to be so obedient, not like now, always so hostile."
"If you don't like it, then hurry up and move out. Stop hanging around our place."
Fatty said bluntly, "You better apologize to me right away. You saw my most private things, so you owe me an apology!"
"You stole from me and you want me to apologize to you? Is there any justice in that?"
Edwin pointed at the photo, "This belongs to my family. Taking it to your place is theft."
"No, it isn't. That's my mother. I have the right to bring her picture back home. Are you saying I could steal from my own mother?"
"Well, you should ask your mother that. If everyone kept movie star's pictures at their homes, do you see the stars suing them?"
