Chapter 1269

Marion opened a bottle of whisky and poured full glasses for everyone.

Randy raised his glass and said, "To Caleb."

"To Caleb," the others echoed.

Erica, known for her drinking prowess, downed her whisky at one go. Debra followed suit, though she wasn't used to drinking strong spirits. Marion was the last to drink, finishing his with a straightforward ease.

The four of them sat around the table, staring at the dishes spread before them.

Erica clicked her tongue. "Honestly, how did Caleb get to his age eating this kind of junk?"

Randy chimed in, "Exactly. I stopped eating this stuff after high school."

Erica muttered, "Was it because abalone and lobster didn't suit his taste? No. It's because he couldn't chew them."

Everyone burst into laughter.

"Come on, let's toast to Caleb." Randy raised his glass again.

Tonight, it seemed like there were too many unsaid words between them. They all poured out their hearts.

Randy clapped Marion on the shoulder. "Seriously, how did you deal with Caleb's temper all these years? He was ruthless with everyone, and he must've been even harder on you."

stand in military posture as punishment. If my moves weren't perfect, he'd make me do 200 leg

didn't have to do that," Marion

triggered them.

than you," Marion

buddy, I'd smack you right now," Randy muttered through gritted

cousin, I'd flip this

chuckled at

flowed and the

wore

fo devoured.

everyone was tipsy.

on the

burger was great," Randy mumbled. "Tasted just like when I was

pointed to the

she

fried

and the skewers

go with

for me," Randy added, "the pizza was

whisky, his flushed face glowing under the starry

Rest in peace," he said before smashing the bottle on the

and followed suit. "Caleb,

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