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."

me stand in military posture as punishment.

do

instantly triggered them. "What? Why

smarter than you," Marion replied with

you weren't my buddy, I'd smack you right

my cousin, I'd flip this table right here," Erica

chuckled at

flowed

wore

fo devoured.

everyone was tipsy.

on the

was great," Randy mumbled. "Tasted

to the empty

as she spoke.

fried

the skewers

go

pizza was the best. It always reminds me

another bottle of whisky, his flushed face glowing

in peace," he said before smashing

grabbed her bottle and

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