He was not gullible not to expect chaos during this dinner. He could not imagine anything less, especially from his mother.
He knew his mother was not happy or impressed by his latest stunt, judging from the look she gave him. Still, he hoped that things could change once his mother spent time with his new family.
"Oliver..." Damon called out to his son as soon as he entered his room.
His mother was not the typical grandmother who would be excited to have a grandchild. He also doubted that she would act as a doting grandma.
She had barely been a mother to him and his brother, never showing them her affection. So, how could he expect that he would behave differently with his son?
"Dad, I am in the bathroom." His son responded. However, he already knew that as he followed the white dust on the carpeted floor.
