Bab 83: Getting a present for my son!

Hirvan walked with a bit more enthusiasm as they left the boutique, and a quiet satisfaction settled over him after he succeeded in his little scheme against Elian.

Elian, on the other hand, was completely unaware, still captivated by the joy of seeing his son dressed to perfection.

Arriving in the parking lot, Hirvan slid into the passenger seat, pulling the door shut with a decisive click. He glanced over at Elian, who was settling into the driver's seat, and asked with a hint of curiosity, "So, where are we headed next?"

Elian, already focused on navigating through the city traffic, replied casually, "To an antique shop owned by a friend of mine."

Hirvan's brows furrowed in confusion. "Why?" he asked, his tone bordering on incredulity.

Elian turned to him briefly, a slight smile playing on his lips. "To buy gifts, of course."