Chapter 341 Men’s Problem

I pulled up the thick curtain and saw three of them sitting on the sofa looking up.
Alan Hoyle seemed to drink a little too much. With reddened eyes, he waved, “Honey, you’re here.”
Olive Steele walked closer and was dragged into his arms. He was reeked of wine. On the table, there were a few empty bottles of wine. They were of high qualities and high concentration of alcohol. People got drunk easier on mulled wine and she didn’t know how much he drank. She was not allowed to drink...