The Wolf’s Bride by Coffee’s Tea

Chapter 40

Andrius picked up the glass and finished the liquor in one go.

Fatty Frank and the others urged him. “Not bad, but there are nineteen more. Take your time.”

People who were good at drinking were usually of age. Andrius was only in his 30s, so it was impossible for him to drink twenty glasses of strong liquor in one go.

“Open your eyes and take a good look.”

Andrius then took another glass and drained it within three short seconds.

The liquor had an extremely high alcohol percentage. However, he looked fine after drinking two shots consecutively.

Under Fatty Frank and the trust fund babies’ excited gazes, he

reached out for the third glass.

Andrius did not even pause when he drank the fourth. It happened so smoothly and naturally as if he was drinking water.

“Four!”

“Five!”

“Six!”

“Nineteen!”

“Twenty!”

he drained the last one to the final

Frank and the others looked at

having finished twenty shots in one sitting, Andrius did not look drunk in the least.

good was

you asked me to, so

be wrong with the

of liquor that she had poured from and took a swig from

entered her mouth and traveled down her throat, it burned

“Cough, cough…”

fiery sensation down her throat. She threw up everything

go to the toilet!”

the toilet and threw up

mirror to fix her makeup and she stared at herself begrudgingly. She never thought that there would be someone who

thought about it, the angrier she got.

back to the room, her terrible condition and sour mood drove her to bump into another man.

the young man scoffed as he watched Angel run back to the room.

“I’m not blind.”

Lothar licked his dry lips. A dash of mischief flashed in

a disheartened look. “How are you still standing after downing so many glasses? You must

Frank echoed. “You sly little punk, how dare

laughed it

young, he had accidentally fallen into a