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 drop, he slammed it on the

others looked at him in

twenty shots in one sitting, Andrius did not look drunk in

was

“I’ve done what you

wrong

believe what just happened. She grabbed the bottle of liquor

liquor entered her mouth and traveled down her throat, it burned her and left her stomach

“Cough, cough…”

choked on the fiery sensation down her throat. She

to go to

toilet and threw up for

she looked into the mirror to fix her makeup and she stared at herself begrudgingly. She never thought that there would be

she thought about

her terrible condition and sour mood drove her to

he watched Angel

“I’m not blind.”

known as Lothar licked his dry lips. A dash of mischief flashed in his curved eyes. “Mark her room number and call the

are you still standing after downing so many glasses? You must have

sly little punk, how dare you

Andrius laughed it