LittleNovelChapter 689
In the following moments, silence enveloped them both.
Frederick had just dropped Marguerite off at the Winston Mansion. As soon as she crossed the threshold, Teresa,
buzzing with energy, stumbled into Marguerite's arms in a flurry of excitement.
Marguerite staggered back, nearly taking a tumble.
Before she could get a word out, Teresa burst out, unable to contain her excitement, "Mommy, I've got some
amazing news! | think I'm nearly done with brother's portrait... but there's still a bit to go. You'll have to wait just
a little longer." Marguerite scooped up Teresa and headed for the couch, letting her sit on her lap. Hayes scurried
over as well, standing on his tiptoes and peering over the back of the sofa with eager eyes.
"No need to finish it."
Teresa's mouth dropped open, her eyes wide with surprise and disbelief. "Not finish it? Why? Aren't we looking
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Teresa wasn't Maurice's child, so the face she was drawing from the pictures with Maurice couldn't possibly be
her actual big brother.
Marguerite, stroking Teresa's cheek, was at a loss for words. How could she bluntly tell the little one that Maurice
wasn't her real dad? After all, Teresa was only three and far more precocious than most kids her age, but how
could she possibly understand that the man who had raised her for three years wasn't her biological father?
"Let's not search for now. We'll talk about it later."
"But waiting doesn't stopfrom drawing..." Teresa mumbled under her breath, rubbing her head.
"Of course, it doesn't. But mommy has found a more convenient way to look for brother. You always say drawing
portraits is too hard on your brain. Isn't it nice that | want to save you the trouble?"
"More convenient? What could be more convenient than my drawing?"
Curiosity got the better of Teresa, her relentless questioning leaving Marguerite at a loss. But what convenient
method did she have? It was nothing more than an excuse to placate the child, to spare her the disappointment.
After all, a portrait was unlikely to lead them anywhere. They needed a different approach to find her eldest son.
Marguerite placed a finger to her lips, feigning mystery. "It's a secret, my dear. | won't tell."
With that, she gently set Teresa back on the ground. "School starts again after New Year's, right? Better get on
with your homework. I'll be checking it next week."
"Homework? | haven't even started!"
Teresa's face fell as she turned to Hayes, “Little Mute, have you done yours?" Hayes looked sheepish: "Finished it
last week."
Teresa's eyes widened in disbelief, "You little sneak, doing homework without telling me! That's so mean!"
Hayes quickly glanced at Marguerite, then leaned forward, cupping Teresa's chubby cheeks and whispered, "I'll
let you copy."
Teresa nodded eagerly, relieved. Seeing Marguerite heading upstairs, Hayes and Teresa exchanged glances.
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"Did you notice... Ms. Marguerite seems upset?"
Teresa, ever the carefree spirit, shrugged it off. "That's normal! Everyone has their off days."
Teresa dismissed it lightly, and Hayes didn't press further. “So, are you still going to finish... your brother's
portrait?"
Without hesitation, Teresa nodded, "Of course! I'm halfway done; | can't give up now! If mommy won't search for
brother, I will!"
"How much longer do you need? | hate seeing you stay up late," Hayes said, his concern evident as he rested his
chin in his hand, gazing at Teresa.
"Just a little while longer. The hardest part is done; it should be quick."
With that, Teresa dashed off to her room, determined to continue her work. She
had to finish her brother's portrait, having devoted so much tto it already. She couldn't let all her efforts go
to waste!
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