The more Harvey drank, the more apparent the red coloring his face.

Hugh watched this sight with a cold chuckle.

‘What an idiot! He’s still being so jolly even after being forced to shove this much wine down his throat.’

Based on Hugh’s experience in drinking, Harvey would fall after a few more drinks.

If Harvey didn’t lose half of his lifespan because of drinking too much, he would at least need to get his stomach scrubbed cleaned.

Meanwhile, Tristan stared at Hugh in admiration.

As expected from Master Baker, making such an effortless victory!

He was right to pull this trick on an idiot like Harvey.

Tristan grabbed another glass of wine and immediately went forward.

Soon after, the bottles of wine were soon emptied.

Xynthia dragged Harvey and exclaimed, “Brother-In-Law, no more drinking! Let’s go home, alright?”

“You women don’t understand anything! Us men drinking is none of your business!”

Harvey’s body was swaying, his eyes hazy. He looked as if he was about to fall