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!”

all twenty shots on the table. As he drained the last one to the final drop, he slammed

the others looked at him

in one sitting, Andrius did not look drunk

good was he

at the astonished group, Andrius said, “I’ve done what you asked me to, so can I

must be wrong

the bottle of liquor that she had poured from and took a swig

the mouthful of alcohol without any hesitation. When the liquor entered her mouth and traveled down her throat, it

“Cough, cough…”

on the fiery sensation down her throat. She threw

to go to the

threw up for a while before she

herself begrudgingly. She never thought that there would

about it, the angrier she

her to bump into another man. She apologized and quickly ran back to the

watched Angel run back to the

“I’m not blind.”

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

“How are you still standing after downing so many

echoed. “You sly little punk, how dare you cheat in the welcome

laughed it