Chapter 898

The sun was setting, and the sky was slowly growing darker.

The streetlight in front of the rockery suddenly lit up as the darkness settled in.

Hayden looked up. "Do you want me to have someone bring you a coat?"

The weather wasn't too cold, and there would be mosquitoes.

Jessamine waved her hand and said, "No need, let's just go inside."

"Sure."

They had barely taken a few steps when a deep, resonant voice called out from behind them.

"Everyone's been looking for you. You're not answering your phone or replying to messages. What are you doing here? We're about to cut the cake!"

Both of them turned around simultaneously. Hayden lowered his voice and murmured to Jessamine, "It's my old man."

He then told Sabastian, "Dad, I just had some work to take care of. I'll head back shortly."

"What is there to discuss right now? Any longer and your grandmother will start to worry."

Hayden frowned slightly. His family had always been skeptical of his career as an artist, especially Sab