Chapter 872: Master Glenn and Kelvin's Gambling
Upon learning the ins and outs of the situation, the two men felt awkward. Kelvin remained silent for a moment and, to conceal the embarrassment, lifted his glass and took a sip. "I knew Cheyenne wouldn't buy the smallest size for me," he said.
"Huh?" What did he mean by that? Was he looking down on him? Master Glenn's glasses reflected the lights in the hall, his gaze carrying a hint of competition. "I always use XL."
Mr. Foley refused to back down, expressing his disdain with a cold snort. "Shall we compare in the restroom then?"
Master Glenn, who prided himself on elegance and grace, didn't know why, but he impulsively agreed to his proposal. "Fine, I accept the challenge!"
After coming out of the restroom, both of them wore expressions of dissatisfaction, with Master Glenn gritting his teeth and walking ahead. "We're tied."
"Alright then. Next time, we'll compete in something else. I won't lose to you!" Kelvin couldn't help but feel dissatisfied. How could he not win against h

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