However, Valentine Teller is not Claudia Ross. She doesn't need his protection because she has a boyfriend who loves her dearly.
Mark Reed shifted his gaze from Valentine Teller to Oliver Sladder, who was staring at his glass, hesitating.
Can't even drink a glass of liquor without dithering—what kind of man is that?
Mark Reed glared at him from the depths of his heart.
With a sarcastic smirk, he poured himself another glass and drank it down.
A few beers were nothing to him. It's just his stomach felt uneasy, so he dared not drink more.
Mark Reed taunted, "Taking forever to drink a glass? Are you a man or not?"
Provoked by Mark Reed, Oliver Sladder steeled himself, bit his teeth, picked up the glass, and with a do-or-die attitude, downed the drink with his eyes closed.
"Now that's more like a man." Mark Reed's stomach hurt even more, but he put on a proud front.
Oliver Sladder gave a bitter smile, picked up a second glass, and gulped it down.
