The two of them moved to the lawn outside, and it seemed like a fight was inevitable. Elizabeth Campbell cast a resentful glance at her father and grumbled, "Dad, if Walter Mitchell injures Tobby, I don't want to see him at home again."
Dennis Campbell grumbled, "If he really wants to court my daughter and lacks even this skill, where would you find a sense of security? We lack nothing, but security, I know. So, we need to test his abilities."
Elizabeth Campbell retorted, "You have no idea what's going on. It's not him who wants to court me; it's me who wants to court him."
Dennis Campbell's eyes widened: "What?" Then he muttered, "You're chasing him? What's your status? How could you chase after a boy like that?"
Elizabeth Campbell countered, "What's wrong with a boy like that? Mom was once the school beauty, yet she liked you, a poor boy! Look at you, so ugly."
Dennis Campbell almost spit blood: "I... how dare you talk to your father like that?"
