Chapter 90 A Duel of Glasses

• King chuckled at the remark, "Why not? I can hold my own with alcohol. Olivia just enjoys fretting..."
• A smirk accompanied his words as he cast a reassuring glance at Olivia.
• Upon witnessing this exchange, Nathan's demeanor turned colder, his tone tinged with disdain, "Is that so? I was under the impression that Mr. Hawthorne needed a woman to drink on his behalf. Since you're capable, shall we proceed?"