The lost heiress never forgiven

Chapter 463 Mortal Enemies

Chapter 463 Mortal Enemies

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Johnathan got along fine with everyone–except White. The two of them were like mortal enemies, and no one really knew how it even started.

They didn’t exchange many words before jumping straight into a drinking contest.

They went straight for the hard stuff, downing shot after shot, making Sierra’s eyelid twitch just watching them.

She didn’t know what Johnathan’s alcohol tolerance was, but this was starting to look scary.

She wanted to stop them, but neither Johnathan nor White was the type to back down.

So the rest of them just sat there watching the two of them go at it. Autumn leaned in and whispered to Sierra.

“If they keep drinking like this, isn’t something bad gonna happen?”

Each of them had already finished more than a bottle–that meant over a full liter each.

Professor Martin was starting to seriously regret things. Sure enough, wherever Johnathan showed up, there was never peace. He always had to stir something up.

“Stop drinking, Professor,” Sierra said quietly to Johnathan, only to have him pat her hand in response.

She looked at him for a while and saw that his face was just a bit flushed, but his eyes were still sharp clear. That finally put her at ease.

and

The drinking battle ended with White collapsing to the floor. The two of them had each drunk more than two liters.

Looking at White, totally knocked out and dead drunk on the floor, Professor Martin clutched his head and hurriedly told Azure and the others to get him to the hospital.

take lightly. This could

new year was just around the corner, and Johnathan was still finding ways to make

you behave for

put on an innocent

one who challenged me to a

been the one to initiate the whole

that and had nothing to say in

backed off a little? He’s a guest from another country, after

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guest? What if he’s a

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want to argue anymore and just waved for Sierra

knew how

and

call a driver, but one of the bodyguards stepped up

still had bodyguards following her around. Nothing had happened lately, so she’d completely forgotten

stop by

Sierra asked.

I’m not drunk,” Johnathan

little tipsy, but

“Really?”

him. That was more than two liters

laugh. “I’ve drunk even more than that

enough to take him down. White, on the other hand, was probably

managed to drink him under the

him warmed his