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    “Of course. I never forget your birthday.”


    “This year, I want something special from you. Will you get me a gift?”


    Jeffrey nodded. “Okay.”


    “But this time, I want you to earn the money yourself and buy it for me. Think you can do that?”


    “Okay,” he agreed, then frowned slightly. “But… how do I make money on my own?”


    “I’ll show you tomorrow. Sound good?”


    The next morning, Rachel woke up early andid out two sets of clothes for Jeffrey. She brought them over and let him choose.


    “I’ll go with the first set.”


    “Alright, get dressed and freshen up. I’ll be downstairs waiting for you—don’t take too long.”


    Since Jeffrey was a bit slow in the mornings, they had woken up extra early.


    After breakfast, they left the house at exactly eight o’clock. Rachel carried a thick stack of papers as she led Jeffrey from one ce to another.


    Standing in front of the towering office buildings, Jeffrey frowned in confusion. “What are we doing here?”


    Rachel handed him a neatly prepared résumé and spoke with quiet sincerity. “Jeffrey, listen to me. I’ve always known you were talented—smarter than most people.”


    She met his gaze, her voice steady. “So, I want to help you find a job. When you meet the interviewer, don’t get nervous. Don’t let fear take over. Just act like you’re talking to me.”


    Her lips curled into a reassuring smile. “Imagine each of them is me. Answer their questions clearly. Don’t hesitate or stutter. Can you do that?”


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    Jeffrey gave a hesitant nod, still a little uncertain. “A job?”


    “Yes. This way, you’ll have your own money to spend. And if I’m not with you, you’ll still know how to take care of yourself.”


    “Do you really think I can do it?”


    Jeffrey’s eyes flickered with both doubt and cautious hope.


    “Of course, I believe in you. Don’t be afraid— we’ll take it one step at a time.”


    “Okay.”


    They climbed the stairs and stepped inside a building.


    Rachel stayed by Jeffrey’s side, waiting with him in the hallway alongside the other candidates. She nced around, taking in the crowd. The position had only two openings, but with over twenty applicants filling the corridor,petition was going to be tough.


    With Rachel by his side, Jeffrey managed to hold himself together.


    After an hour of waiting, his turn finally came.


    He got to his feet, but his entire body tensed. His hands shook as he hesitated. “I don’t want to go.” His voice was barely above a whisper, thick with fear.


    Rachel crouched slightly to meet his eyes, her tone soothing yet firm. “Don’t be scared, Jeffrey. I’ll be right here, waiting for you. It’s only five minutes. Remember what you said? You wanted to earn money to buy me a gift.”


    At the reminder, something flickered in Jeffrey’s expression—a small spark of determination.


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