The First Heir

Wynn was panic-stricken, but she could not stop him. She could only hint at Philip with her eyes.

Noah lifted his glass and drank with Philip once more.

Philip downed the contents in his glass.

“Haha! Nice tolerance! I’m taking you as my friend today!”

Noah was smiling on the outside as he filled Philip’s glass again.

Philip looked at the full glass of baijiu in front of him. There was a slight smile on his lips.

Drinking?

Sorry, he had drunk quite a lot back in the days.

This was nothing to him.

“Here, Brother. This is a toast from me to you!”

Noah lifted his glass and downed the baijiu after lifting his head.

He was experienced in the business industry and had been to numerous dinners before. He had already trained himself to be extremely tolerant, so he would be fine even if he downed three bottles of Wuliangye.

Plus, he had already stationed his people around Kempinski, so he would not need to worry that Wynn would escape from this place.

“Good! Let me toast to you as well, Mr. Anderson. I was straightforward just now. I hope you don’t mind me offending you.”

an idiot. He would just drink with him to get rid of

at one side. She was panic-stricken as she kept kicking Philip under the table. However, Philip paid

Philip could not feel it. He downed his baijiu and made a satisfying growl. Then, he sat down and reached under the table to press down on Wynn’s leg.

her childish yet mature behavior and instantly, he felt as if a million ants

so badly to

he thought about this, Noah felt an unknown rage rising

a perfect woman, yet she married a useless

fell as he stared at Philip with a glum look on his face. He muttered inside his heart, ‘I’ll make you exit this place in a stretcher with ‘cuck’ written all over your chest for wanting to

bottle of Dream of the Blue and filled Philip’s glass. “Come,

“Sure, sure.”

clinked his glass with

Noah were just pouring alcohol down their throats like it was plain water. There were seven empty bottles of Dream of the Blue on

Wynn was horrified.

Were they drinking alcohol?

this how alcohol should

want to

was also feeling dizzy. He could not even differentiate where he was

stomach. If he continued drinking, he might burn a hole in

Philip. That guy looked

staggered over and patted Philip’s

collapsed on the ground

were knives stabbing

as he yelled in pain,

carried the pale and groaning Noah out of

in his heart, ‘You’ll die if you want to