Abner released the man's fist and directed his gaze towards Mark, who stood a short distance away.

Mark couldn't help but notice how effortlessly Abner carried himself. The struggling kid he once knew was long gone.

Shirley had really taken good care of him, nurturing not just his confidence but also giving him that glowing skin.

The more Mark thought about it, the more jealous he became. He had never felt this way about anyone before, but now he was tasting the bitter pill of jealousy.

His jealousy was tangible, unabashedly directed at Abner. Their eyes met, sparking an invisible clash.

Abner put down his cider, a drink as light as beer, knowing well that a few bottles wouldn't get him drunk.

Mark sneered, "Still playing kiddie games, I see."

Abner shot back, "Better than being greasy like you old folks."

Youth was an asset, not a reason for ridicule.

a lump in his throat, probably aggravated by the couple

it six months and she'll probably be marrying me. Then you

you once lately. Especially since she slapped you last time. Weren't

slap, stripping Mark of

realize, from the moment he saw him, he knew Abner would be his strongest rival, the one who could

do you think you

Today's my 17th birthday, and she's coming back from overseas just for me. I have to

sitting near Abner only then realized he wasn't one to back down from a

his anger, a malicious

business partner up, offering a few grand words to calm the situation

on Abner, who was still lounging on the sofa. Within minutes, two girls approached

his mind was restless.

he gripped his drink tighter. Just then, Jessica called him, her

up

had stopped

offensive. But the charm of ambiguity was always at its peak during the

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