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."

didn't have time to get

attempts. "No thanks! Your presence is a

also refused Susan's offer. "There's

also cast a shadow on

table, Vera lowered her head guiltily,

"It's

me she could

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

was puzzled; why was the family's reaction

"Susan, can you

nodded; she really wanted to

the kitchen. "The kitchen is over

stood up and walked toward the

Cindy both looked at

Patrick glanced at Molly. "You should go back to the Chase family with Sebastian

"What's wrong

her head

ten minutes later, Susan came out

leaving a gap in the center where Susan placed the pasta she had

fine and smelled good, but

knowing he was the perfect taste tester. "Randall, Susan made

ready to serve Randall

grabbed his plate,

and Cindy warily, sensing something was amiss. Molly

insisted, "The person who cooked it should have

"But it's you

think you

Randall. "Susan is a guest; you can't 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 do

It was almost as if she

small portion of pasta, sat back down,

Randall remarked, taking another bite and

his plate, slurping up the

to help himself to another serving, while Shawn curiously awaited

"Randall, is

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