Chapter 352

Teresa had no idea how hard things were for Hayes right now. All she could do was wait in his room, bored out of her mind.

Looking around, she noticed it was a high–tech haven. His computer screen was massive and curved, books about hacking were piled on the desk.

Curiosity piqued, Teresa flipped through a few. Each one was filled with annotations. Did Hayes teach himself to hack? That was something she could relate to as a child prodigy herself.

Of course, it made sense since both she and Hayes were their father’s children.

Their dad was smart, so it was only natural they were too.

However, why was Manley the odd one out? He didn’t seem bright at all, and there was always a string of snot hanging from his nose.

The thought of Manley’s sloppiness made Teresa shudder in disgust.

Shaking her head, she received a message from Marguerite, [Baby, did you make it to practice?]

Teresa, lounging on Hayes‘ king–sized bed, replied nonchalantly, [Made it. It’s break time now.]

[Do you wear a Taekwondo uniform for practice?]

Teresa didn’t think twice before replying, [Of course!]

Wasn’t that obvious?

She was about to laugh at her mom’s lack of knowledge when the next message from Marguerite took her by surprise. [Can you send me a picture of you in your Taekwondo uniform?]

A picture? Startled, Teresa sat up in bed, nervously typing back, [Why?]

[I want to post it on my Facebook.]

Why would she want to do that out of the blue? Teresa was on high alert.

Where was she supposed to find a Taekwondo uniform at this time?

She dashed out of the room, looking for Hayes, but he was nowhere to be found.

In desperation, she went to Hayes‘ dad’s office, where she found him busy working.

Out of breath, she managed to stammer, “Dad…I mean, Hayes‘ dad! I need help! I…I…”

Frederick immediately put out the cigarette he was smoking, opened a window to let in 1457 some fresh air, then knelt down in front of Teresa, “Take your time, don’t panic. What happened?”

Teresa swallowed hard, gasping, “Mom wants me to send her a picture of me in a Taekwondo uniform!

Right now! I don’t have one. What do I do?”

Seeing Teresa’s distress, Frederick was calm, “Follow me.”

Frederick led Teresa out of his office.

However, she couldn’t keep up with his long strides. Out of breath, she complained, “Hayes‘ dad, slow down. I can’t keep up!”

Frederick paused, realizing he was moving too fast for the little girl. He picked her up, explaining, “Your mom can be impatient. If she doesn’t get a reply within ten minutes, she’ll start to worry.”

Teresa blinked, wrapping an arm around his neck, “Hayes‘ dad, you seem to know my mom very well.”

His heart softened. His moods were like a roller coaster.

Three years ago, he only lived with Marguerite for three months. But her habits and personality were deeply ingrained in him. It was impossible to forget her.

He stayed silent, but Teresa kept talking to herself, “That makes sense. You and my mom shared a kiss, after all.”