Hayden turned around and glanced at Elliot. Coincidentally, Elliot happened to be looking at them.

The father and son stared daggers at one another.

Hayden glared at him and looked away. "Layla, he won't eat anything we give him."

"Sigh… Hayden, why do you think he is here?" Layla hated Elliot from the bottom of her heart, but she could not stop herself from sneaking glances at him.

"I don't know. Are you done eating?"

Layla shook her head. "I'm waiting for Mom to bring the tomato sauce."