The manager let out a cold snort and muttered, as if tossing me a favor I didn’t ask for. “Forget it; you’ve had it rough. Miss Lancaster’s handing out gifts soon. Say a few birthday blessings and you’ll get one!”
“That sure beats running around like a dog delivering food all month!”
Bitterness surged in my chest. Really? That’s great, I thought.
At least now, I’d have enough to pay my son’s hospital bill.
A moment later, the manager came back with the delivery box. Amara leaned in and whispered something into his ear.
“Come on, get in line! Wish the young master a happy birthday and grab your gift envelope!” he called out.
With that shout, the hotel staff swarmed forward, excitement flashing across their faces.
I tugged my mask higher and pulled down the brim of my helmet, quietly blending into the line.
Amara stood beside the boy, helping him open the gift I had delivered.
Inside was a robotic dog. The room fell silent for a moment, then someone whispered, stunned.
“Gosh, isn’t that the new AI learning dog? Released just two weeks ago? It’s made of pure 18K gold and those eyes are royal blue sapphires. One of these costs over five million!”