Sebastian POV
Los Angeles
The private jet soared through the sky, and I gazed out the window, watching the world below. The gender reveal party had just concluded, and I had to return to Los Angeles due to upcoming meetings the next day.
Mia and I had been over the moon with happiness upon learning that we were going to have a baby boy.
As I relaxed in my seat, my phone buzzed with a message from Patrick about my mother's reaction to not being invited. I texted Patrick back, reaffirming my stance on the matter.
Later, my phone suddenly rang with my mother's name on the caller ID. I picked up the phone, knowing her persistence.
"Sebastian," she greeted. I replied curtly, bracing for the confrontation.
Her tone quickly shifted as she broached the topic that had been causing a rift between us. I massaged my temples.
"Mother," I said with exasperation, "You don't even want the baby. You don't even like Mia. You have no reason to be invited."