Denver looked as if he had taken a bite out of a bitter gourd. He was speechless, unable to say a single word.

Sister Thirteen’s expression was entertaining as well. Her mouth was completely wide-open, her jaw hung so low it threatened to drop on the floor.

Hiroshi even forgot to stand up. He couldn’t believe his eyes.

“Young Master Flynn was forced to drink?”

The Louis XIII bottle was almost full. There was about sixteen ounces of liquid in it, yet Matthew downed the whole bottle without an