Hearing his words, Estelle was speechless. At the same time, she breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, ‘It turns out that there was Viagra in the soup, which means that Cristofer is also a victim.’

“How is Mr. Hans now?” Luke asked with a worried look.

“He...” Estelle averted her face, her cheeks flushed, and she stammered, “He’s... excited because of the Viagra.”

“Then you...”

“I unlocked the door with my brooch and came out before he lost control,” Estelle explained. She sighed and glanced toward the second floor with a worried expression. “Uncle Luke, it would be best if you could go upstairs and check on him.”

Luke offered...