Chapter 1327


    Carson fetched two bottles of white wine, tossed one t o Cole, and said, "I''ll sacrifice myself to get


    drunk with you today.”


    Cole took the white wine. When he saw the small bottle of clear liquid, he frowned. "Why did you


    bring such a tiny bottle?"


    Carson said, "You''ve never drunk alcohol before, Young Master. You should probably take it easy


    because this is your first time drinking."


    Cole roared angrily. "The two old fools drink wine like they’re drinking in water. I’m the direct line


    of descendant, so I''m pretty sure I inherited their high alcohol tolerance.”


    Although heined about the tiny amount of wine given to him, he still opened the bottle and


    tilted his head back to pour the wine down his throat.


    Carson stared at his young master in a daze. "Wine has to be savored slowly, Young Master. You’ll


    only be wasting good wine if you drink like that."


    After finishing a bottle of wine, Cole could feel a ball of heat spreading throughout his entire body.


    "This stuff sure is great for warming the body up.”


    Cole stood up. "I''ll go and drink in the wine cer."


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    After taking just a few steps, he started staggering.


    Carson looked at the wobbly Cole and hurried to follow him.


    "I think you''re drunk, Young Master."


    "Nonsense. I''m more than sober right now."


    Alcohol numbed the senses. The thoughts that he so desperately tried to get rid of had only grown


    more lucid. The low and depressing emotions that he tried s o hard to suppress were now gushing


    out like a dam that had burst.


    After taking a few steps, Cole suddenly copsed to the ground and called out weakly, "Angeline.


    "Why do you like him out of so many people? Why?


    "I can be enemies with any man in the world but not him."


    ''He’s my cousin!''


    "I have to return you to him, Angeline.


    "I’m sorry. I can’t love you anymore."


    Carson felt his heart hurting when he looked at his young master''s tearful face.


    Young Master waspromising by sacrificing his love just so Jay could go home.


    "Carson!"


    When Carson heard Young Master calling him, he stared at him in confusion.


    "Yes, Young Master?"


    "Arrange a matchmaking appointment for me. Didn''t Spencer, that old fool, say that a widow in the


    Yorks’ stronghold has coveted me for a very long time? Take me to her."


    Carson broke out in a cold sweat.


    "That ck Widow doesn’t deserve someone as gentle as you."


    "There''s a love in my heart that I can''t get rid of. I''m pretty sure there''s a man in her heart that she


    can''t forget about either. We''re perfect for each other."


    "You''re drunk, Young Master."


    "I''m not drunk. Take me there!" Cole roared angrily.


    "Okay, okay."


    ''You''d better not regret it.''


    Soon after that, Carson carried Cole to ck Widow''s house.


    Cole looked at the bare olive tree at the door and started sniggering like a fool. "Spencer was right,


    her olive tree has turned leafless and bald indeed."


    The look on Carson''s face at this moment was impossible to describe.


    In order to make Young Master attend these matchmaking appointments, Old Master Yorks had


    always made out the candidates to be women who were hopelessly infatuated with him, hoping that


    it would move him.