"No, Pamela, let me explain!
"Although you and I were drunk yesterday, you should still remember that I was the one who carried you back to the room, right?
"Then I lay down beside you...
"The guest room is so far away from our room. No matter how drunk I am, it is impossible for me to go there..."
Pamela glanced at Joshua.
She remembered that she had returned to the room with Joshua yesterday.
But no matter what, when she woke up this morning, he was not by her side.
Instead, he was with those two women.
The red blood on the bed sheet was still vivid in her memory.
"Ms. Windsor!"
As the two were talking, Amiah caught up with them. She stood at the door and looked at Pamela.
"Well... We were drunk last night. As for what exactly happened...
"I really don't know. And I believe Joshua didn't mean to..."
Amiah did not know what she was talking about.