Leo, who had no status in the Cedillo family, disdained it. "What's this?"

"A shield against punches," she replied.

Leo was speechless.

Mia laughed loudly before pulling out her own gift. "Molly's gift only treats the symptoms. Mine treats the root cause."

"And what's that?" Leo asked.

"A secret martial arts manual."

Again, Leo fell silent.

Andre, his uncle, stifled a laugh behind his hand. Leo stood, gesturing to his empty chair. "Come, come, who wants to be the birthday boy? Let's switch seats."

Laughter erupted around the table. Hansen, Leo's grandfather, looked at his grandson with love in his eyes. "Sit down now."

Chad handed over his pre-prepared gift - a fountain pen. "I hope this helps you make progress in your studies, Leo."

"Thanks, Chad," Leo replied, accepting the relatively normal gift.

Andre, always one to do things differently, simply tossed his car keys to his nephew.

Leo's eyes widened. "A McLaren sports car! Uncle, I love you!"

Mia turned to her husband with wide eyes. "Honey, I want one too."

"First, learn how to drive the car I already bought you, then I'll get you a new one," Andre replied.

she would learn how to drive the luxury car he'd

a huff, Mia agreed,

table laden with food, she offered, "Leo, I didn't have time to get you a birthday

need, Anya,"

another victim of Mia's culinary experiments, agreed. "It's the thought that counts, Anya.

had memories he'd

Mia kept her head down, silently sipping

"Don't worry,

promised him the same thing. "Really, Anya, sit down and

was puzzled by everyone's strange reaction. "Anya, can you really cook?" she

nodded. She was keen to make

pointed to the kitchen.

Naomi, and even

emerged from the kitchen with a large portion

placed her dish in the center. At first glance, the pasta looked creamy and appetizing, and the sause was neatly arranged with a sprinkle of pepper powder. The smell

grandson, who was the perfect guinea pig. "Leo, Anya made this especially for you. You should

picked up his own bowl, not letting her touch it. "Whoever cooked it should

the birthday

appoint you as the first taster,"

Bruce, Leo's father, chided his son. "Anya is our guest. She made this dish out of kindness. However,

eventually gave in. He served himself a small bowl and bravely took a bite. "Hmm? This is actually good!" He took another bite,

portion, and Hansen waited for his grandson's reaction. "Leo, is it good?"

You should definitely avoid it," Leo replied, continuing

some for Chad as

the housekeeper

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