Chapter 840

"Who's letting the puppy keep barking like this?" James' retort came echoing down from up the stairs. The Jeffersons' living room was filled with lively banter, making the house unusually animated. Although it was just the younger generation squabbling, the elders found it utterly delightful. Their back-and-forth bickering could be heard throughout the house, from the living room to the front and back yards. This round of verbal sparring was clearly going to James. Ever the mischief-maker, Peter handed his cane to his daughter-in-law with a sly grin. "Grace, here's an idea. "Hide by the stairs, and when James comes down, whack him on the head with this while he's not looking." Grace reached out to take the cane, but Peter recoiled upon seeing her dough-covered hands. "Wait, wait! Wash your hands first!" Grace glanced at her messy hands and shrugged. "I'll finish cooking first." With that, she headed back to the kitchen. Hazel brimmed with curiosity as she followed her. When Ol