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Chapter 31: A Job Without Interview

Autor: Crystal L.C
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For a moment, everything around Sarah went silent — the people, the noise, even the sound of her own breathing.

She just stood there, staring at the old woman who had just offered her the kind of opportunity she’d only ever dreamt of.

Her thoughts scattered in every direction — her difficult life after the surgery, the endless nights she cried quietly in her small London room, her dreams of becoming someone great, and above all, her son, Daniel.

She missed him more than anything, and though the thought of him still hurt deeply, this moment felt like a second chance, a door opening where she once thought all had closed.

She drew in a shaky breath and said, her voice trembling but firm, “Yes, yes, ma. I will love that.”

Her words carried the spark of new hope, but they barely settled before a harsh voice cut through.

“Nonsense!” Mr. Harrison barked from the side, his face twisted in rage. “Absolute nonsense! Who the hell do you think you are, old woman?”

The restaurant fell silent insta
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