Joseph instinctively lowered his head.
"Come out, are you talking about me?"
He squinted against the light, unable to clearly see the figure standing at the door, but instinctively thought of Vera's group of admirers.
Perhaps due to the mental effects of overdosing on potions, he was completely unaware of everything happening outside the manor.
At this moment, Roger had already made out the figure at the door. He stepped forward and pulled Joseph off the bed, then deftly pulled the sheet over Vera's body.
"It seems that overdosing does indeed bring some side effects," Roger thought to himself.
He had great confidence in his Alchemy products but never imagined anyone would consume an entire bottle in one go.
It's fortunate these were his potions. With ordinary drugs, Joseph might have become a corpse before Vera.
Bondi frowned.
"What are you doing here?"
"Come out and accept the investigation!"
