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!”

on the table. As he drained the last one to the final drop, he slammed it on the table with

the others looked at him

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

good was he at

you asked me

must be wrong with

believe what just happened. She grabbed the bottle of liquor that she had poured from and

without any hesitation. When the liquor entered her mouth and traveled down her throat, it burned her and left her stomach

“Cough, cough…”

throat. She threw up everything before she could even

to go to

the toilet and threw up

fix her makeup and she stared at herself begrudgingly. She never thought that there would be

about it, the angrier

room, her terrible condition and sour mood drove her to bump into another man.

the young man scoffed as he watched Angel run back to the room. “Lothar, that’s a fine woman

“I’m not blind.”

dash of mischief flashed in his curved eyes. “Mark her

with a disheartened look. “How are you still standing after downing

sly little punk, how dare you cheat in the

laughed it