After old Mr. Webster finished talking to himself, he stroked his silver whisker on his chin in a good mood, and hung up Albert's phone call.
And at that time, in Janet's villa.
"I'm really happy today. For one thing, Donahue returned home. For another, Nathaniel is badly slapped in the face. And the third is that Anastasia paid the price that she deserved! We must celebrate it. Janet, let me buy some food and hold a welcome party for Donahue!"
Beacher couldn't calm down. He wanted to buy something to treat Donahue to dinner on his arrival.
"Okay!" Janet raised her hands in agreement. "But I still have some business to deal with, so I can't go with you!"
Janet stuck out her tongue in embarrassment and shrugged.
"It's okay. I'm going to the wine cellar to get a bottle of red wine. Let's get hammered tonight!"