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!”

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

and the others

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

how good was

said, “I’ve done what you asked me to, so can I report for duty

be wrong

of liquor that she had poured from and took a

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

“Cough, cough…”

She threw up everything before she could

go to

threw up

and she stared at herself begrudgingly. She never thought that

more she thought about it, the angrier she

her to bump into another man. She apologized

as he watched Angel run

“I’m not blind.”

licked his dry lips. A dash of mischief flashed in his curved

to the room with a disheartened look. “How are you still standing after downing so many glasses?

little punk, how dare you cheat

laughed