Chapter 55. Butterfly and Snake

"Where are we going?" I asked for the umpteenth time.

"Not telling you." Shirley stuck out her tongue at me. I huffed and tried looking for my phone to keep myself occupied but realized she had already confiscated my beloved phone.

I sighed in boredom, sinking back in my seat.

"Hey, why are you being so grumpy?" she asked with her eyes glued on the roads as she was driving.

"Isn't it obvious?" I growled, making her giggle. My eyes fell on the bunch of wrapped boxes in the backseat. "And what's with those gifts?"

"They are for someone special." Shirley grinned.

I doubted a single person would want that many presents. Was she going to donate those to an organization or what? What if she were a terrorist behind my back and those boxes had dynamite?

Nope, not possible. She was too dumb and innocent for that.

After a few minutes, the car came to a halt and both of us got out. I was slightly amazed by the sight in