Even after three glasses of wine, Matthew did not appear the least bit affected.

On the other hand, the boy who took the lead was already swaying a little. After all, the alcohol content of red wine was not negligible.

Looking on, Minerva was gobsmacked.

Here she was, thinking that Matthew’s limit would be a single glass, yet she was proven wrong.

Nonetheless, he had already consumed three glasses. How much longer can he hold on? she mused as she shot a look at the two other boys.

Immediately, the two other boys rushed over, asking to drink with Matthew.

Each of them consumed three glasses with him.

Yet, he was still completely fine while the boys, on the other hand, were swaying.

Just like that, Minerva stared at him and she was utterly befuddled. Just how much can he drink?

Suddenly, Matthew raised his glass and announced, “Well, you’ve finished drinking to me and now, I shall drink to you! Come, gentlemen—have three more glasses each!”

 

they wobbled in place, the boys’ expressions

no doubt they would fall unconscious if they drank any more than they

all had your fun

my fun, but have they? Since

imperative that we treat Minerva’s guests well so that we don’t embarrass her. Come, boys—have another glass! I thought you agreed whoever stops first is the loser.

We’re not afraid,

to toast each of them

glasses, while the boys

immediately sprinted outside to throw up while the other two

consumed more than half a gallon of

line, Matthew! How could you get my

Matthew replied with a sneer, “They were the ones taking turns trying to outdrink me. How have I crossed a line when they went against me three to one? If the three of them combined couldn’t outdrink me,

at him

end, the boy outside even started to

Cunninghams could only call them

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