Dad! It was me! Not them.

Sitting slumped in a leather chair, Hirvan looked around Elian's study with a frown on his face. The room, like Elian's, evoked a sense of discipline and education. His forehead jumped in annoyance when he saw the shelves filled with books. 

'Yeah… you have to show off, don't you? The all-knowing Elian Ashford, such an educated prick…'

In his previous life, Hirvan did not have the opportunity to pursue higher education. So, Elian was always a source of envy for him.

Especially when he lost a business deal against him and others mocked his lack of education as the cause of his failure, he could see its impact.

Hirvan's depression intensified as he recalled those memories while gazing at the bookcase full of professional books in the study. 

Elian sat down and saw his son's gaze wandering around without any consideration, while the other two men were focused on his son.

He rubbed his face in irritation.