âWilliam, whatâs the matter?â Jasper Reedâs child-like voice rang in Williamâs ears.
He came back to his senses and quickly looked at the person in front of him.
âDid you hear what I told you?â she asked.
âWhat?â he asked.
âMy birthday is only a week away. You mustnât forget to give me a present!â The little one asked for a present.
âA present?â He froze.
âNo present?â
William instantly felt a pang of guilt when her beautiful almond-shaped eyes blinked, looking disappointed.
It was as if it would be a heinous crime if he did not give her a birthday present.
âWhat⦠What present do you want?â he asked in a stammer.
âYou can only make it a surprise if I donât know what youâre sive it to me in She could not help smiling as she spoke.
He looked blankly at her smile. There was⦠no way he could give her a present in front of everyone because he could not even attend her birthday party.
However, his mouth could not help saying âokayâ because he did not want to see her smile turn into disappointment.
Jasper rolled up her small blanket in content and soon fell asleep beside him.
William was awake. With his clear eyes wide open, he looked at Jasper Reedâs sweet sleeping face.
How he wished he could go to her birthday party and give her the present in front of everyone as she wanted!
Her present⦠haunted Williamâs mind, but he had no idea what to give her.
He did not have any money. The Reed family provided him with all the food and necessary things.
Even if he wanted to give her a paper crane as a present, the paper would come from the Reed family.
During his lunch break, he snuck out of the kindergarten without the guards noticing. He wanted to see what he could buy for Jasper on the streets.
However, all the things he saw cost money. There was no way he could buy them.
âWill I be able to buy Jasper a present if I have money?â His little hand clutched the piece of paper tightly as he thought of 1.
âThe man Iâm supposed to call my daddy sounds like a rich man. Will the man give me money if I ask for it?â
However, what the little one did not know was that Philip Barlow was looking at him through the window of a black car parked nearby.
The little one looked up and said something to a woman passing by. Then, she took out her phone, took the paper from the little oneâs hand, and made a call.
Soon, Philip Barlowâs phone started ringing in his hand and a womanâs voice sounded. âHello, Sir. Your son is alone on the street. He asked me to call this number and ask you to come here and pick him up.â
The woman gave him the location, and the little oneâs melodious voice rang out. âDaddy, Iâm William.
Could you come and get me?â