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."

food. "I didn't have time to get you a birthday gift; let me make you some pasta." When

quickly declined as he remembered Vera's disastrous cooking attempts. "No thanks! Your

refused Susan's offer. "There's no need for

had also cast a shadow on

head guiltily, silently drinking her soup without saying

"It's okay, I can

'Vera told me she

"No need, Susan. Listen to me;

why was the

asked, "Susan, can you

she really wanted to make some pasta for

the direction of the kitchen. "The kitchen is over

and walked

Cindy both looked at

go back to the Chase family with

wrong with

her head even

minutes later, Susan came out with

the plates on the table, leaving a gap

looked fine and smelled good, but who knew

taste tester. "Randall, Susan made

ready to serve Randall

plate,

and Cindy warily, sensing something was amiss. Molly

cooked

it's you birthday

countered, "I think you should

seem to appreciate it and you're trying to make her eat it. How do you think Susan feels? You should eat it first." Randall

remained silent. It was almost as if she wasn't

small portion of pasta, sat back down, and bravely took

tasty," Randall remarked, taking another bite and finding

finished his plate, slurping up the

to another serving, while Shawn curiously

"Randall, is

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