The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 467

Chapter 467: Susan's Cooking

Randall scoffed. "What is this?"

"An anti-stress gadget."

Randall was at a loss for words.

Vera laughed and then took out her gift as well. "My gift is more useful than Molly's."

Randall asked, "What is yours?"

"What do you think about some martial arts lessons?"

Randall was speechless.

Patrick covered his mouth and chuckled.

Randall stood up, gestured toward his chair, and sighed, "Alright, who's up for being the birthday person today? Let's swap seats."

Laughter filled the dining table once more. Shawn gazed affectionately at Randall. "Take a seat, buddy."

Sebastian passed Randall a wrapped gift. It was a pen. "Here's to your success in your studies, Randall."

Randall accepted the relatively normal gift. "Thank you, Sebastian."

Patrick's gift was quite unique; he took out a car key from his pocket and tossed it to Randall.

Randall picked it up and his eyes widened. "Patrick, I love you!"

Vera turned her head, looking at Patrick eagerly. "Honey, I want one too."

Patrick looked at her. "Learn to drive the car I gave you first, then I'll buy you a new one."

Patrick had hoped Vera would learn to drive, so he bought her a luxury car. However, Vera never got around to it, and the car ended up sitting unused in the garage.

Vera pouted. "Alright."

and hadn't brought a birthday gift. She glanced at the table that was full of food. "I didn't have time to get you a birthday gift; let me make you some pasta." When the Olteran

as he remembered Vera's disastrous cooking attempts. "No thanks! Your presence is a treat in itself; we have plenty

refused Susan's offer. "There's no

also cast a shadow

head guiltily,

stood up. "It's okay, I

told me she could cook

insisted, "No need, Susan. Listen to me; let's sit

was the family's

can

wanted to

the direction of the kitchen. "The

up and

and Cindy both looked

glanced at Molly. "You should go back to the Chase

"What's wrong

her head

later, Susan came out with

the plates on the table, leaving a gap

smelled good,

perfect taste tester. "Randall, Susan made this just for you; go ahead and take

up, ready to serve Randall a

grabbed his plate, refusing

sensing something was amiss.

insisted, "The person who cooked

it's you

"I think you should

treat her like that. She kindly made you some pasta for you, but you don't seem to appreciate it and you're trying to make her eat it. How

almost

cautiously, got himself a small portion of pasta, sat back down, and bravely took a

another bite and finding the flavor

quickly finished his plate, slurping up the

another serving, while Shawn curiously awaited

"Randall, is it

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