Pennelope's POV
The performance of the masscott has already started. Instead of watching the Masscott perform, my eyes are focused on my son, and I could not help but smile widely because of how happy he was.
After the performance, we are guided to our table, which is already near our visitors' tables. Jared went back to us, still wearing his wide smile.
"Did you enjoy it, baby?" I asked him as we walked to our table.
He lifted his eyes at me and nodded happily. "Yes, mom! My friends liked it too!" he laughed, which made me smile even more.
"Ethan!" A familiar politician went to greet him, then he tapped Ethan's shoulder. "Is this your idea? My grandson enjoyed the theme! And he really enjoyed the performance a while back!"
Ethan chuckled then glanced proudly at Jared. "No, Mr. Lu
