Chapter 114

Grace retorted, "Take it yourself!" James, seemingly resigned, mumbled, "Since you're my uncle's wife, I'll listen to you." Peter savored another chocolate ice cream. Biting into the crisp outer layer, a burst of peanut greeted his taste buds. It was a delightful combination of textures and flavors. "This is the best flavor." After a long day at work dealing with inspections, Jason returned home to find his family gathered on the couch, indulging in ice cream. "Why do we have ice cream?" He settled onto the couch, patting James on the back. "Is it because of you?" Juniper, ever the voice of reason, cut in, sparing James no mercy, "James' influence is negligible. Grace had a craving for ice cream, so Oliver went out and bought a whole bunch." Jason scanned the room. "Speaking of Oliver, where is he?" "He got a call after dropping me off," Grace explained. "I heard Oliver addressing the caller as 'Mr. Thompson.' He also mentioned something about the west area development." Peter'