The aroma of tea leaves filled the private room.
Jackson, who was in a suit, walked into the room and greeted everyone. He turned to his mother, "Mom, where's Bubsy?"
Angelica thought her son had seen his child and just came in to greet everyone.
From what he said, it would seem that he hadn't seen Bubsy the entire day.
Angelica held her teacup, her expression calm... a picture-perfect representation of a wealthy lady's demeanor.
"You should go outside if you want to see him. Patricia's trying to calm him down. He seems to be quite sleepy, and this is an unfamiliar environment after all. He threw a little fit a while ago."
Noticing Angelica was filled with love towards her grandson, the woman sitting next to her turned to Jackson. "Jackson, it's our fault for bringing him here. We couldn't see the baby back at the celebration. Since we're meeting up today, we asked her if we could meet him."
