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!”

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

the others looked at him

twenty shots in one sitting, Andrius did not look

good was he

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

be wrong

bottle of liquor that she had poured from and took

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

“Cough, cough…”

her throat. She threw up everything before she could even swallow

have to go to

toilet and threw up for a

begrudgingly. She never thought that there would be someone who

about it,

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

scoffed as he watched Angel run back to the room.

“I’m not blind.”

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

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

punk, how dare you cheat in the

Andrius laughed