Chapter 326

At that moment, a polite knock echoed in the room, followed by the sweet sound of her mother’s voice, “Honey, may I come in?”

Teresa, feeling like a cat on a hot tin roof, quickly covered the sketch she was working on with a white sheet of paper, and tucked away the surveillance photo Only after that did she feel bold enough to call out, “Mum, come on in!”

Beng a sketch artist was her little secret with her godmother Miley, who was a private detective.

Sometimes, clients would bring surveillance footage to Miley, and in order to save time, she would ask Teresa to help recreate the faces.

They would split the profit fifty–fifty If her mother ever found out she was making a pretty penny at such a young age, she would surely confiscate all her earnings! Moreover, she would scold her for not taking her studies senously!

Marguerite stepped into the room, took out the bracelet, and then sat down. She gently lifted Teresa’s foot onto her lap. She took off Teresa’s sock and began to apply ointment to the birthmark on her foot.

Teresa was playing with the bracelet, casually spinning the combination lock, and to her surprise, it popped open. She immediately sensed something was amiss, “Mum, this isn’t the bracelet I wanted!”

Marguente was taken aback, not expecting her to catch on so quickly, “How is it not? It’s identical!”

Teresa shook her head stubbornly. “Mum, look, this bracelet has a combination lock, it should only open if the correct code is entered. But I just spun it randomly and it opened Realizing she couldn’t fool the little girl, Marguente confessed, “The bracelet is a replica made by your godfather. The original one is with him.”

Teresa stared with innocent wide eyes, pounding her fist on Marguente’s knee in frustration “My godmother has a boyfriend? Why didn’t she tell me about such a big thing?”

And here she was, working for her godmother! So unfair!

Marguente simply smiled, knowing that a three–year–old wouldn’t understand the intricacies of adult relationships “Mum, my godfather is really mean then! He’s stealing from a kid!”

Don’t blame him. The real bracelet was a gift to his sister, who unfortunately went missing shortly after her birth. He’s hoping to find he bracelet help Huh? Her godfather was looking for his sister? That’s something she could help with! If her godfather had a picture of his sister as a baby, she could sketch what she might look like grown up That would make finding her much easier For the past few years, she’d wanted to do the same with her missing brother, but without a photo, there was nothing she could de Teresa saw the sadness in Marguentes eyes, knowing that her godfather’s predicament had reminded her of the loss of her brother Wanting to cheer her mother up, she brought out a sketch she drew earlier and handed it to Marguente, “Mum, look, this is for you”

in the sketch was an old woman beautiful and dignified. Upon closer inspection, her features bore a slight resemblance to Marguentes “Who is this?”

Teresa grinned “This is how you’ll look when you’re 80”

Marguente was in disbelief, “How did you draw this?”

Teresa paused Oops shed exposed herself Her mother wasnt supposed to know about her special talent!

Teresa came up with a little white be, just imagined it I hope that when you grow old, you’ll still be as beautiful as you are now A fashionable old lady!” Marguente chuckled, then asked, “What about your dad? Have you drawn him too?”

Teresa heated a bit, then took out another sketch from a pile of drawings couldn’t wagine what dad would look like when he’s cid, so I just drew a portrait of him”

Marguente glanced at the sketch The depiction of Maunce was incredibly mubotic Thistle gut had captured every single detail of Maurice’s demeanor Morgante gently stoked Teresa’s head, glanced at the clock, and gently said, it getting late and you need to get some sleep now dear htthe autoh*

ally, watching Marguento leave, and then pulled out another skych from the drawer, placing it next to the portrait of Maunot the sketch iad sharp fatures, and actinctive termole at the comer of his mys lauripe, then back at the man einer med Was Ma