Chapter 429

Marguerite had been sulking all night long.

When she woke up the next morning, she had two huge dark circles under her eyes and couldn’t stop yawning, which only added to her gloom.

After leisurely getting ready, Teresa knocked on Marguerite’s door, standing in the doorway complaining in a mournful tone, “Mommy, I’m starving Why hasn’t anyone made breakfast?”

No one made breakfast? Marguerite was taken aback.

Then she remembered last night at the dinner table, Yuna couldn’t wait to show off, and promised that she would prepare breakfast for everyone this morning.

Marguerite knew that Yuna wanted to impress Powell and create an image of a good and dutiful wife.

But all talk and no action, it was already late and breakfast wasn’t ready. She suspected Yuna’s image wouldn’t last long before people started to dislike her.

Marguerite took Teresa’s hand and walked downstairs, “Are grandma and grandpa up yet?”

Teresa shook her head, “I don’t know, I didn’t see them downstairs.”

“Just wait a little longer. No one will let you starve.” Marguerite smiled.

Yuna was always very opportunistic, it’s possible that she was waiting to cook in front of Powell and Lisette to show off.

Teresa, however, tilted her small face, puckered her lips and asked Marguerite, “Mommy, the late-night snack last night was really tasty, right?”

The image of Frederick cooking and the pot of tempting, fragrant noodles came to Marguerite’s mind.

She had to admit, the taste was excellent.

She remembered Jocelyn once mentioned that because they had lived in the countryside, Frederick had learned to cook from a young age and his culinary skills were very good.

She had the chance to taste it last night, and he indeed lived up to his reputation.

But since they had a conflict, Marguerite subconsciously wanted to deny it, so she coldly scoffed, “It was alright.”

Teresa pouted and muttered in a low voice, “But it was really tasty!”

Just as Teresa finished speaking, Yuna yawned and bumped forcefully into Marguerite’s shoulder from behind.

Marguerite was standing at the top of the stairs, almost falling down due to Yuna’s provocative force.

Luckily, she quickly grabbed the handrail to steady herself.

Marguerite was taken aback by the sudden impact, but Yuna was looking arrogant, “Don’t stand in the way if you’ve got nothing to contribute. Can you bear the blame if you two delayed me from cooking for everyone?”

Marguerite frowned at her, not saying a word.

Teresa, however, quickly covered her ears, innocently muttering, “Mommy, did you hear a dog barking?

It sounds so unpleasant! Whose dog came out early in the morning barking everywhere, polluting my ears!”

Yuna was furious! She glared at Teresa threateningly, “You dare to call me a dog? Do you know who I am?”

Teresa was not afraid at all,” I didn’t name names, and you admitted it yourself. Plus, you’re living in my house now! If you bully my mommy again. I’ll tell my grandpa! My grandpa spoils me the most, as long as I complain, he will have someone punish you! You’d better behave!”

Teresa had always been sharp-tongued and had never lost an argument.

“What are you still standing here for? Go cook, if you starve me, my grandpa will get angry too!”

Yuna was so angry that she almost jumped, wishing she could smash Teresa’s head with a hammer.

But in this mansion, she really didn’t dare to do anything to this little bastard, so she could only walk towards the kitchen in a huff. But she would not let this pass, and she had to vent her anger!

They had a secret late-night snack last night, didn’t they? Good! She would seize this opportunity to make trouble for them!