Chapter 364

That night, Marguerite found herself restless, tossing and turning in her bed. Her mind was filled with conjectures about what the Taekwondo coach meant.

Teresa’s kindergarten, located in Stonebridge City, was the go-to for the city’s elites. Most sons and daughters of the wealthy families attended this prestigious institution. Bribes to the headmaster and teachers were a common occurrence, and not a surprise to anyone.

However, this coach, he didn’t want money? Then what did he want? Marguerite was at a loss.

The next morning arrived. With two large dark circles under her eyes, Marguerite sat at the breakfast table, eating a sandwich absentmindedly.

Teresa, with her round, big eyes, enjoyed a mouthful of cereal. The delicious flavor had her exclaim, “So yummy!”

Marguerite glanced at her daughter’s upper lip, stained with milk, making her look like she had a small moustache. It was too adorable.

“Clean your mouth,” reminded Marguerite.

In response, Teresa cheekily stuck out her tongue, licking the milk off.

“What a messy eater,” Marguerite laughed, setting down her sandwich and suddenly asked, “Teresa, is the Taekwondo coach nice to you?”

Images of Frederick flashed through Teresa’s mind, bringing with it a wave of happiness.

“He’s pretty nice,” she replied.

Marguerite, her arm resting on the table, her pale hand supporting her chin, continued, “So, what kind of person do you think he is?”

“He’s warm but can also be pretty domineering,” Teresa replied thoughtfully.

Warm? Domineering? Marguerite remembered the coach’s coarse voice during their phone conversation. He even had a slight accent, making her imagine him as a burly, older man. How could that be related to warmth or domineering?

“He didn’t sound like it.”

Teresa puffed up her cheeks. Of course he didn’t sound like it! The person who took the call yesterday was the driver, not Frederick!

“Does the coach have any particular hobbies? Or anything he likes?”

Teresa, sipping her orange juice, shook her head, “Not sure… does smoking cigarettes count?”

Smoking? Marguerite couldn’t possibly gift the coach two packs of cigarettes, could she?

That would be too inappropriate!

However, if he liked smoking cigarettes, she indeed had something she could give.

Whether it’s appropriate, or not, she wasn’t sure.

Teresa, sensing that her mom was acting odd today, wondered why she was so interested in Frederick.

Was she developing feelings for him?

No way, it couldn’t be so soon!

Teresa shook her head, deciding to put aside her mother’s romantic concerns for now.

She had more important things to do, “Mom, I won’t be home for dinner tonight! We did well yesterday, so the coach is treating us to dinner.”

Frederick hadn’t invited Teresa to stay over for dinner. It was merely an excuse concocted by the little one. After what Manley and his mom did to Hayes yesterday, she felt suffocated and determined to avenge Hayes.

She had already thought of a foolproof plan, and Tonight would be the day she’d settle scores for Hayes!

Thinking of her plan, Teresa clenched her little fists, slamming them on her knees.

Her little face was filled with righteous indignation. But Teresa was a natural actress, so Marguerite didn’t think much of her daughter’s changed demeanor.

She stood up, ruffling Teresa’s fluffy hair, “I’ll go upstairs to get something for your coach, make sure you give it to him.”

Teresa was stunned. What? Mom’s giving Hayes’ dad a gift?

He would definitely be happy, wouldn’t he?