Chapter 1518


    The birthday song started to y, and a towering six-tiered cake being wheeled by someone in their


    direction.


    Serena was bursting with curiosity to see who was behind the cake, but as it drew closer, her eyes


    widened in shock. That beautiful, radiant face, could it really be Arabe?


    Arabe was Jamie Noelle??


    Impossible!


    "Didn''t Mr. Jarvis say that Jamie Noelle would personally deliver the cake to Mr. Albright? Could


    Queena actually be Jamie Noelle? That''s just too surprising."


    "Maybe Jamie Noelle stepped out to the restroom and asked the girl to wheel the cake in for a bit?"


    "Or perhaps Jamie Noelle''s gotten too old to walk, so she needed this youngdy to help push the


    heavy six-tiered cake. It does require extra care."


    "No way, I can''t believe she is Jamie Noelle. She''s just a teenager."


    "Yeah, how could she be both Queena and Jamie Noelle?"


    Amidst the stunned and spective gazes, Arabe pushed the birthday cake forward, stopping in front


    of Eugene.


    Eugene was surprised by the cake because it wasn''t the one he had ordered. It must have been a


    surprise Arabe had prepared in secret.


    The six tiers represented his six decades of life. Eachyer was a celebration, the bottom five


    showcasing their shared memories - like the times they yed chess, now depicted in a cartoonish


    style by Arabe, and the trophies they had won over the years, each carefully crafted and adorning


    the cake.


    The sides of each tier bore different inscriptions: one with "Good Fortune," another with "Longevity,"


    and others with "Prosperity" and "Good Wishes."


    Thergest inscription was on the bottom tier, reading," Health, Prosperity, and Happiness." And on the


    top tier, a little girl sat surrounded by eight smiling elders, each holding a peach with glorious smile.


    Eugene''s eyes moistened at the sight, for the cartoon images were so vivid, so lifelike.


    There was Beck, Charles, Tanner, Nelson, and himself. Alberto had passed away, chasing after his


    beloved into the next world, but Arabe included his cartoon image too, his hand gently cradling a


    peach, his smile as warm as ever, invoking a feeling of fond nostalgia.


    Warner, Uriah, and Thomas couldn''t make it; Arabe added them to the scene nheless.


    Their group had once been eight elders looking after Arabe. And now Alberto had left them too soon.


    His WhatsApp profile picture was still in their chat, and sometimes the others would @ him, chatting as


    if he could still reply, though they knew he never would.


    With these thoughts, Eugene''s eyes grew even wetter.


    "Hey, hey, I''m not even there yet, and you''ve already rolled out the cake."


    The speaker was Nelson, who had hurried over and finally made his way to Eugene''s side, "I gotta say,


    Jamie Noelle''s hands were made for ying the violin, not for wheeling out cakes for you."


    "That''s right, Mr. Albright." panted President Charles, who had arrived just after, with a big smile on his


    face, "You''re really putting those valuable hands to mundane use. Jamie Noelle''s talent is precious,


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    and here you have her ying errand girl."


    The crowd took in the arrival of these two venerable elders with surprise and shock. Could Arabe


    really be Jamie Noelle? It just didn''t seem possible!