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Chapter 2296
Chapter 2296
Gabriel watched Sylvia, her joy as infectious as a child's, but a pang of tenderness touched his heart. He gripped her hand tighter, his voice soft, "Let's go have our New Year's Eve dinner."
"I wonder how our ravioli turned out?" Sylvia skipped a bit, her voice filled with excitement and anticipation.
"Anyway, let's not pick on each other's cooking!"
Sylvia squinted her eyes, smiling.
In the dining room, Mr. Justin had already brought out the ravioli.
The ravioli that Estelle and her group had made were all shapes and sizes, and when served, just looking at them made everyone want to laugh.
But, as Gabriel said, no one should criticize, and since everyone had a hand in making them, even if they looked a bit funny, they were sure to taste delicious.
Besides the ravioli, Mr. Justin had prepared ten other dishes, symbolizing perfection and unity.
Everyone gathered around Old Mr. Jarvis, sitting down together for the New Year's Eve dinner.
Estelle invited Old Wade to join, but he insisted on standing, saying it was tradition to care for Old Mr. Jarvis first before excusing himself. Outside, fireworks lit up the sky, and lanterns adorned the windows, casting a warm glow that matched the fiery red of the blooming red plums, creating a festive atmosphere.
It was the first time the family had been this complete, and Old Mr. Jarvis's smile never faded.
Seeing Gabriel pouring wine for Old Mr. Jarvis, Sylvia grabbed her own glass, smiling, "Pour me one too, I'll join Old Mr. Jarvis for a drink." Gabriel looked at her, pouring half a glass.
She raised her glass to Old Mr. Jarvis, "Thank you for spending the New Year with us, giving me the feeling of family. Cheers!"
"We're all family here, no need for formalities!" Old Mr. Jarvis, all smiles, lifted his glass, "Let's all have a drink, except for Estelle. Those who can, take a sip!"
Estelle joined in with juice, while Jonathan opted for red wine.
"Here's to Grandpa's health in the new year!"
"May everything go your way!"
After finishing her drink, Sylvia poured herself another, turning to Estelle and Jonathan, "Estelle, Mr. Lamont, this one's for you. Thanks for being my friends. May your New Year be smooth and fortunate!"
Gabriel watched Sylvia, his gaze deepening.
Estelle, holding her juice, smiled gently, "I'm drinking juice, and you're
drinking wine. It's not quite Tet
Just
take a sip, we all appreciate the sentiment, right?"
Sylvia smiled softly, "Alright!"
The three clinked glasses, Sylvia sipped her wine, and Estelle finished her juice.
Sylvia was about to refill her glass when Gabriel suddenly pressed it down, fooking at her calmly, "I know what you're going to say, you don't need to toast anymore!"
"But I have to!" Sylvia insisted with a warm smile.
Old Mr. Jarvis interjected, "No rush, let's eat first. Come on, tell me, which ravioli did each of you make?"
Distracting everyone, Gabriel firmly pushed down Sylvia's glass and picked up a flattened ravioli, "This has to be yours, eat up!"
Sylvia protested, "Can't you let me save face in front of Grandpa?"
Old Mr. Jarvis laughed heartily, "We're all family here, no one's judging. Let me guess which one Estelle made?"This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.
He picked up a ravioli with a torn edge, "This has to be it!"
Estelle protested, "Why does a tear mean it's mine?"
Mr. Carnes joked, "You're too strong for ravioli dough!"
Everyone burst into laughter.
Jonathan placed a ravioli on Estelle's plate, "This one's mine, give it a try!"