Chapter 605
Bride Behind The Mask
âMommy! Actually, Iâve got to be honest with you, itâs⦠itâsâ¦â
Teresa opened her mouth, ready to spill the beans, but at the last second, her little lips clamped shut again. She felt that she just couldnât reveal the truth so soon!
For one thing, Daddy and Mommy hadnât made up yet, let alone fallen back in love. The ace up her sleeve should be played at the very end.
Secondly, if Yuna found out she was Daddyâs kid, she would definitely try to hurt her!
Teresa propped her chin in her hands and twirled her round, doe-like eyes, suddenly falling silent.
Marguerite was nearly driven mad by Teresaâs heavy breathing. She straightened Teresaâs shoulders and looked her dead in the eye, âSpit it out. What is it?â
Teresaâs eyes darted away in panic.
Oh dear, Mommyâs gaze was too piercing! If she looked at Teresa for two more seconds, -she feared she would really confess everything!
Her young mind was racing, desperately searching for a way out, and at last, she thought of something to placate Mommy, âItâs⦠Iâve made a whole lot of money with my drawings, way more than you can imagine! I was afraid that if you knew, youâd just take it all away from me!â
Marguerite was surprised hearing this.
Since the day Teresa was born, sheâd always had the best of everything. She was never short on pocket money, so why would she hide such a vital secret for the sake of money? Margueriteâs eyes were full of speculation, âHow much did you make?â
The little one cautiously held up three fingers, âThis much.â
Marguerite frowned, âThirty thousand?â
Teresa shook her head.
Marguerite was stunned. Teresa had said it was more than she could imagine. Could it beâ¦
âThree million?â
Teresa fell silent. Three million was way too little! She wouldnât be satisfied earning such a paltry sum!
Though the money was just an excuse to mislead Mommy, she was genuinely scared that her hard-
earned cash would get confiscated!
But if she claimed too small an amount, Mommy would never believe her.
Swallowing hard, Teresa steeled herself and whispered, âBillionsâ¦â
Marguerite was speechless. If she werenât already sitting on the couch, Marguerite would have feared that her legs would give out from sheer shock and sheâd collapse onto the floor!
She had lived for twenty-five years and had never seen so much money!
Yet her daughter had earned it effortlessly!
âMommy, Iâm sorry, Iâll never hide anything from you again! I just wanted to earn more money so I could buy you a house, buy you a car! You always used to argue with Daddy Maurice behind my back, but I heard it all. I was scared that if you two split up, youâd have nowhere to liveâ¦â
As the little one spoke, Marguerite felt a lump forming in her throat.
Teresa was so considerate and caring, always thinking from her perspective.
Had Marguerite overreacted, frightening the little one before her?
Marguerite took a moment to compose herself, âI wonât take your money, but youâre only three years old, and itâs not safe for you to have that much money. Iâll find a bank to deposit it for you, and you can have it when you grow up.â
Teresa looked up pitifully, âMommy, you canât trick me! TV shows always say adults trick kids, claiming theyâll save their gift money, but then they just secretly spend it!â
For a moment, Marguerite was at a loss for words. But she wasnât greedy, nor did she want to dwell on the matter of money with her daughter for too long.
She dug into her bag and pulled out two photographs, placing them in Teresaâs little hands, âIf you donât want your hard-earned money to vanish into thin air, then work for me, right now! Draw your brotherâs face, and Mommy wonât touch a penny of your money. Teresa glanced down and saw two photos in her palm, one of Mommy and one of Maurice?