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.”

He would just drink with him to get rid of

one side. She was panic-stricken as she kept kicking Philip under the table. However, Philip paid her no mind. He

strength. However, it was as if Philip could not feel it. He downed his baijiu and made a satisfying growl. Then, he sat down

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

wanted so badly to pounce on Wynn right

about this, Noah felt an unknown rage rising in

such a perfect woman,

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

Blue and filled Philip’s glass. “Come, we shall

“Sure, sure.”

clinked his glass

half an hour. Philip and Noah were just pouring alcohol down their throats like it

Wynn was horrified.

Were they drinking alcohol?

how alcohol should

want

red. He was also feeling

he continued drinking, he might burn a hole in his

That

was unconvinced. He staggered over and patted Philip’s shoulder. He guffawed. “Haha, my

Noah collapsed on the ground and

knives stabbing his stomach. It was

his stomach as he yelled in pain, “Hurry… Take me to

rushed forward and carried the pale and groaning Noah

at him in disdain. He said in his heart, ‘You’ll