Chapter 1235

Walking ahead, Lorraine mumbled, "Mr. Murphy, no more gambling, okay? My grandma said gambling is bad. You have to be a good person. I like good people." Caleb grinned and nodded. "Alright. I'll be a good person. I won't gamble anymore." He meant it from the bottom of his heart. If Matthew hadn't saved him, he would still be a pawn in the hands of those Eastorians, possibly facing death at the card table any day. Now, spending time at the community recreation center with elderly folks playing cards felt like a dream. It was a sweet and peaceful life. In his view, playing cards with the elderly wasn't real gambling. It was just passing the time. As they chatted and walked into the yard, they saw Matthew setting a bowl of ravioli on the table. Caleb greeted him respectfully, "Mr. Grant." Matthew gave him a smile. "Caleb, come on over. It's time to eat. I remembered you don't like spicy food, so this dish of seasoning is yours." Caleb walked over quickly and accepted the dish with