Debra perked up. "You can't take back a gift. Wait and see. I'll find you."
She rushed back to her room.
Jordan was supervising the cleaning. "Hey, we just mopped the floor. Are you doing this on purpose?"
Debra ignored him. Finding the gift was her top priority.
Erica, who had been looking for Debra, came to the third floor. Debra was on the floor, using her phone's flashlight to look under the bed.
"What are you looking for?" Erica asked. "We have less than two hours before the guests arrive. Come on, let's get you ready."
"An hour is enough," Debra replied. "I'm looking for the gift Andrew prepared for me."
"What gift? You've got enough already."
"Andrew said a girl's coming-of-age gift has to be special and luxurious."
"But everything he gives you is luxurious."
"Andrew said as long as I'm happy, he'll give me anything."
"Damn rich people."
Debra had searched every nook and cranny, but there was no sign of the gift.
Erica helped but gave up quickly.
Debra was dumbfounded.
A maid entered the room. "Ms. Frazier, it's time to do your makeup."
Erica stood up. "Come on. Let's get you ready, birthday girl. We have a lot of guests here."
Debra's shoulders sagged. Erica comforted her, "It's fine. You still have those fancy jewelry."
Debra mumbled, "I don't want any jewelry."
Since childhood, Andrew had given her countless jewels, but today was her coming-of-age party. She wanted something special, not just expensive jewelry she couldn't wear every day.
"You just can't see the forest for the tree," Erica laughed.
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