Nathen was a bit flustered and quickly looked at his mother, while Eva tried to remain calm.
She sneered, looking at Ethan, and asked, "Where did you get this bottle of wine?"
"It was a gift from a friend," Ethan replied calmly.
"A gift? Are you saying someone gave such an expensive gift to you, Ethan Gray?" Eva sneered, "Someone like you could never have wealthy friends. Besides, why would anyone give you such a precious red wine?"
As she spoke, her eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had caught onto something, and pointed at Ethan, "I know, you must have stolen it!"
Nathen, as if grasping at a lifeline, quickly echoed, "Mom, you're right, he must have stolen this bottle of wine!"
In his eyes, Ethan had no right to possess such a fine wine.
"Ethan, where exactly did this wine come from?" Victoria finally spoke, but her question was full of doubt.