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!”

one to the

Frank and the others looked at him

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

good was he

group, Andrius said, “I’ve done what you asked me to,

be wrong with

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

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

“Cough, cough…”

down her throat. She

to go to the

to the toilet and threw

fix her makeup and she stared at herself begrudgingly. She never thought that there would be someone who could finish twenty shots in one sitting without

about it, the angrier

way back to the room, her terrible condition and sour mood drove her to bump into

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

“I’m not blind.”

dry lips. A dash of mischief flashed in his curved eyes. “Mark her room number

room with a disheartened look. “How are you

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

laughed