On this night, Joyce settled Chinn, while Luther communicated with Felix over the phone about the shooting range.
Although the Saunders family's shooting range had been abandoned for a long time, all the facilities were still there, just needing a bit of maintenance.
Luther asked over the phone, "Felix, I remember your family has many rare and valuable firearms in their collection..."
Before Luther could finish his sentence, Felix immediately exclaimed, "Hey, Luther, you're really pushing your luck! The shooting range has already been given to you! You're still eyeing the firearms in my house?!"
"What's the use of keeping them? It's a waste of resources. They would serve me better," Luther shamelessly replied.
"Who said I don't need them? Vicki in my family is no slouch in marksmanship," Felix argued.
Luther raised an eyebrow and said, "Look at you being so stingy. Since you didn't ask for all of them, keep a few for Vicki and give the rest to me. My wife Joyce and our four children, with Joyce's good genetic makeup, both Andres and Alisha want to practice shooting. In the future, together with Wilson and Cullen, they will all be excellent marksmen. I need them more than you."
"I..." Felix appeared extremely speechless on the phone and couldn't find the right words.
At this moment, the phone was snatched by Vicki.
"Mr. Warner, take all those firearms and weapons. I don't need them. Collectors' edition handguns are not practical for me. If I need to use them, I prefer rifles, AKs, or M416," Vicki continued.
"Alright, thank you," Luther chuckled softly.
Vicki continued, "Mr. Warner, we've been quite busy recently, and after Wilson and Cullen come home, Felix and I haven't checked on them. The last time we saw them was in the hospital's incubator. When can we set a time to visit your house? See how Joyce is doing?"
"She's recovering well, don't worry. I'll take good care of her. As for Wilson and Cullen, you should have received the invitation. In a few days, the wedding and the full moon banquet will be held together. You must come," Luther replied.
"Of course. I'm sure you're busy preparing lately. We won't disturb you. See you at the wedding," Vicki said.
At this point, Joyce came into the room and heard that Luther was on the phone. She asked, "Who are you talking to?"
Luther simply handed her the phone, "Vicki. She's asking about you."
Joyce took the phone from Luther's hand and said, "Vicki, don't worry about me. I saw you in the hospital last time, and your belly has grown. How are you feeling?"
Vicki laughed, "It's okay, carrying around this extra weight every day. It's a bit bothersome, not very convenient, but bearable."
Felix's dissatisfied voice came through the phone, "That's our son, what do you mean by 'extra weight'?"
Vicki shot back, "You try being pregnant! Is that not inconvenient? Many restrictions - no smoking, no drinking, no staying up late, can't run around, and even what I eat has to be regulated. You're practically having me under 24-hour surveillance! Actually, it's almost the same, because no matter where I go, you have to follow me."
Felix gritted his teeth and said, "Vicki, these are the bare minimum, aren't they?"
Joyce felt like her ears were about to explode, listening to them argue over the phone. She found it quite ridiculous.
Vicki continued, "Felix, I'm just pregnant! Not in jail! Can you please be reasonable?! If you keep this up, who would dare to give you a second or third child? Do you even want daughters?"
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