"Mommy, are you saying daddy is the best gift? What about me?" Ruby glared at her mother, looking aggrieved.
"Oops," Valerie suppressed a laugh.
However, with what she'd said, Greg's anger had evaporated. He turned around and planted a kiss on her forehead, then turned to Ruby and opened his arms. The child ran into his arms as he said.
"If I'm your mommy's best gift, you're my best gift, which automatically makes you your mommy's best gift."
"Are you saying I'm not your best gift?" Valarie asked from the side, her eyes narrowing into splits.
The banter between the three warmed the room, making everyone giggle like kids. The joyful atmosphere was infectious, spreading laughter and smiles throughout.
But Ralph wasn't having it. His expression darkened, disrupting the lighthearted mood.
Taking a drink from a waiter walking by, he slammed the glass on the floor, shattering the happy moment. The sudden crash silenced the room.
