A dozen n, all over 1.8 ters tall, handso with long legs, stood there and imdiately attracted the attention of the entire venue.
Quentin Thorne recognized one of them as Julian Shepard, a politician of higher status than Tobias Blackwood, while the other two were Kevin Chaucer and Vincent Zollner, sons of the bigwigs in the East and West Districts, equal in status to Zachary Grant.
Quentin Thorne didn’t expect that Simon Forrester, in addition to his connections with the Blackwood Family, also had contacts with the sons of two major district leaders. Together with Gage Grant and Julian Shepard, all four district leaders’ connections were present tonight.
Quentin Thorne increasingly felt that compared to Sienna Thornton’s straightforwardness, Simon Forrester was clearly hiding sothing more profound, more scheming than Old Master Forrester and Zane Forrester.
As though he could achieve big things.
It was then that Quentin Thorne finally showed his first genuine smile of the night.
Among the guests present, so businessn were unclear about the identities of the unfamiliar young n surrounding the bride and groom, but they could tell they were not ordinary people, exuding an aura of power.
However, so officials who were on good terms with the Forrester Family had already discerned the network of the Forrester’s only heir.
No one could figure out how the always low-key Simon Forrester managed to connect with these second-generation elites, speculating it was through Tobias Blackwood. Indeed, if you connect with Tobias Blackwood, what connections wouldn’t you have?
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After toasting around, Simon Forrester had drunk quite a bit, his face hot and red, but his high school friends at the table kept trying to get him to drink more.
Jack Hawthorne pulled aside Logan Lockwood, who was also getting tipsy standing next to Simon Forrester, boldly picked up a glass from a row of strong spirits on the table, and said aloud, "I’ll take over! Jules still has to go to the bridal chamber tonight, don’t exhaust him!"
He gulped down one glass after another without pausing, his face turning red and neck thick. Logan Lockwood reminded from the side, "Don’t you have to get up in the middle of the night to feed the baby? Can you handle it? Take it easy!"
Jack Hawthorne glanced at Mavis Thornton, chatting with Mrs. Tobias Blackwood, Nadia, not far away, and replied with a smile, "I don’t have to feed tonight or tomorrow, I’m just helping Jules with the drinking."
After saying that, he continued drinking, swiftly polishing off five or six glasses of spirits over 50 degrees in a blink of an eye.
High school classmates egged on for a second round when they saw the three groomsn nearly down. Kevin Chaucer stepped up, challenging himself to ten glasses of spirits.
Even for a heavy drinker, downing ten glasses of spirits in one go was daunting. After one round, Kevin Chaucer was also a bit out of it.
Tobias Blackwood glanced at the college alumni at the next table, eagerly watching with fists clenched, closed his spinning head for a few monts, and painstakingly put on a smile to remind, "The groom and bride still have to return ho at an auspicious ti, how about we call it a night? Next ti, let Jules treat, and we can all co out for drinks again!"
With the words from Young Master Blackwood, everyone was too embarrassed to further hassle the groom and his divine companions, so they let them off with a laugh.
The newlyweds, along with the bridesmaids and godlike groomsn, moved to the adjacent table.
Sienna Thornton tightly hooked her arm through Simon Forrester’s, saw his face getting redder, and softly asked, "Are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable?"
Simon Forrester, blushing, smiled, shook his head, and tenderly kissed her cheek, speaking softly, "Wife, you may have to take care of tonight when we get ho."
Sienna Thornton scolded him playfully, "Stop drinking, I’m afraid you’ll have a headache when you wake up tomorrow..."
The two walked along, whispering to each other.
Simon Forrester looked down at his bride, one arm linked with hers and the other tightly resting on her hand. The bride looked up at him with her beautiful and lovely face, her love overflowing.
Nadia, not far away, watched enviously, turned to Mavis Thornton beside her with a smile, "The groom seems very gentle and kind, and so does the bride."
Mavis Thornton, also watching the couple’s backs, smiled, "Indeed, they seem to be a very well-matched couple."
After saying this, she nodded her chin at Scott Langford sitting opposite, who was seriously helping his wife pick fish bones.
Nadia glanced over, turned back, and exchanged a knowing smile with Mavis Thornton.
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Three groomsn, seven male gods, plus three friends who volunteered to help Simon Forrester block the drinks, a total of thirteen people, were being knocked out one group at a ti. Over at Simon Forrester’s high school friends’ table, another group fell, leaving only Tobias Blackwood and Julian Shepard still standing, who then also got drunk at Simon Forrester’s college friends’ tables.
Simon Forrester himself was dizzy, but thankfully still able to stand, busily arranging for the wives of the helping brothers to co and support their husbands back to rest.
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