"See? I told you my son and Eric were a better match."
Seeing this scene, Anna slurred triumphantly as she boasted.
Eric was not a heavy drinker to begin with, and the near-fall made him even more dizzy, with little stars dancing before his eyes.
His body suddenly felt light as a feather, lifted into the air. The shaking made his head spin, and he had no idea what was happening.
Trying to squint and refocus his vision, Eric realized he had been placed back in his seat, only he clearly remembered sitting next to Grass just a moment ago. Why was it now Max, whose expression was also very grim?
This time it was Luci's turn to be smug. She shakily raised her wine cup, about to retort with sarcasm when the drunkenness hit her full force. She toppled to the ground, leaning against Thomas and falling into a deep sleep.
The power of the white liquor was indeed immense; in just a short while, it had taken down the whole group.
