When Ethan was about to reach the door, his dizziness increased. The only thing he wanted right then was to have a good sleep on the ground.

"Sir, what's wrong?" Two men dressed in black walked over and asked with concern.

"I'm feeling a little uncomfortable, may be because I am drunk," Ethan explained with a frown.

"Do you need us to support you to have some rest?" The two men smirked.

"Fine," Ethan agreed as he was unable to even stand straight.

Then he was held upstairs by the two men.

"Sister, I'm so sleepy. Come with me now and I'll show you the clothes I bought for Dad," Fannie said, yawning.

"Okay. Let's go." Nancy straightened her legs and stood up feebly. However, with each step she took, she lurched and it looked like she would fall down at any moment.

"What happened to you? Why do you stagger back and forth?" Fannie complained, but she knew what had happened.

It must be the men in black who would have drugged the wine, as Dorothy was more scheming than her.

She was vicious, but was careful

"Are these people really not arranged by you?" Doris didn't like Fannie at all, so she didn't hesitate to blame it all on her.

"I swear upon God that it is not me. Please believe me," Fannie said sincerely.

Doris snorted in disbelief.

"I'm so sorry, sister. I didn't know something like this would happen." Fannie walked to Nancy and found the clothes for her. "Sister, here are your clothes. Now put them on."

"Get out of here, Ethan," Nancy said desperately.

At this time, Ethan just behaved like a child who had done something wrong. He said dejectedly, "Okay."

He was still conflicted.

He wished if he had done something with Nancy.

After all, she was his dream for all these years.

Nancy was all his good imagination of women in his youth.

But he was afraid that he couldn't be held responsible for her after doing something to her.

Doris rolled her eyes at Ethan.

Ethan opened his mouth, trying to say something, but he failed.

It was hard for him to give a convincing explanation even for himself!