NovelEnglishAngela had also ordered an enormous cake. It was a gigantic Dexter. As three waiters gradually wheeled the cake into the venue, a hush fell over the crowd.
Angela beamed with excitement and turned to Mia, asking, "Isn't it incredible? This cake looks just like Dexter! It perfectly matches the photo I gave the baker. I never expected it to turn out this well." Mia felt utterly helpless, but she managed a strained laugh to spare Angela's feelings. "Yes, the cake looks like Mr. Bamford, but I'm not sure if it tastes good." "Fuck! Haha! Angela, you ordered a human-shaped cake? I've never seen anything like it before. You're makinglaugh so hard!" Zayn's hearty laughter broke the tension in the room, prompting everyone to join in the laughter.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"It truly looks like Mr. Bamford. I want to take a photo to record this moment." "Exactly. This cake is incredibly creative, measuring nearly six feet tall. It's not only stunning but also functional." "Let's take a group photo," one of the friends suggested.
Angela was genuinely excited to give it a try, and she was especially pleased with the cake.
It had been Zack's idea. He'd suggested that since Dexter was accustomed to lavish celebrations, it would be great to take a different approach and create something unique to truly delight him.
"Con, let's take a picture together," Angela said as she grabbed Dexter's arm and pulled him to the side of the cake.
Everyone gathered around them, asking a waiter to take a picture. The waiter couldn't contain his laughter as he observed the amusing scene unfold. His hands trembled while capturing the moment, yet the resulting photo turned out to be unexpectedly stunning.
Angela was the first to see the photo and burst out laughing, exclaiming, "Wow! I truly can't tell which one is the real you." Seeing her laugh so freely, Dexter knew he had to accept it. Her happiness was what mattered.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAt that moment, Zack opened the door, carrying a bottle of wine in one hand and another tucked under his arm. Wearing colorful sunglasses and hip-hop-style clothes, he looked vibrant and stylish.
He greeted the group casually. "Good evening, everyone." As he caught sight of the cake before him, a burst of laughter escaped his lips, causing him to drop the wine bottle tucked under his arm.
The bottle shattered upon hitting the ground, sending shards scattering in every direction. In a rush to protect the remaining bottle, Zack instinctively stepped back, only to inadvertently stomp on Angela's high-heeled foot. sŵ Angela cried out in pain and instinctively recoiled her foot, but she lost her balance and fell backward. Dexter rushed to support her, but in his panic, he slipped on a party popper he hadn't noticed.
Everyone watched as the two of them fell into a six-foot cake. Then atmosphere bectense in an instant. It was utterly tic and theatrical.
Mia shouted, "Quick! Help them! There's a bunch of cake dowels in that cake." Everyone's face showed a E mixture of emotions. Just as they were about to approach, Zack stopped them. "Wait! Don't move!"
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