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.”

not an idiot. He would just drink with him to get rid of the

kicking Philip under the table. However, Philip paid her no

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.

lips to say something. Noah saw her childish yet mature behavior and instantly, he felt as if a million ants were gnawing on his

heart was tingling. He wanted so badly to pounce on Wynn right

about this, Noah felt

a perfect woman, yet she married

make you

Blue and filled Philip’s glass. “Come, we shall not

“Sure, sure.”

clinked his glass

that, they kept drinking for another half an hour. Philip and 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?

alcohol should be

want to

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

felt a fire burning in his stomach. If he continued drinking, he might burn a hole

Philip. That guy looked

patted Philip’s shoulder. He guffawed. “Haha, my man!

collapsed on the ground and started vomiting

there were knives stabbing his stomach.

his stomach as he yelled in

him rushed forward and carried the pale and

looked at him in disdain. He said in his heart, ‘You’ll die if you want