Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 326

At that moment, a polite knock echoed in the room, followed by the sweet sound of her mother's voice, "Honey, may I come in?"

Teresa, feeling like a cat on a hot tin roof, quickly covered the sketch she was working on with a white sheet of paper, and tucked away the surveillance photo.

Only after that did she feel bold enough to call out, "Mum, come on in!"

Being a sketch artist was her little secret with her godmother Miley, who was a private detective. Sometimes, clients would bring surveillance footage to Miley, and in order to save time, she would ask Teresa to help recreate the faces.

They would split the profit fifty-fifty.

If her mother ever found out she was making a pretty penny at such a young age, she would surely confiscate all her earnings! Moreover, she would scold her for not taking her studies seriously!

Marguerite stepped into the room, took out the bracelet, and then sat down. She gently lifted Teresa's foot onto her lap. She took off Teresa's sock and began to apply ointment to the birthmark on her foot.

Teresa was playing with the bracelet, casually spinning the combination lock, and to her surprise, it popped open. She immediately sensed something was amiss, "Mum, this isn't the bracelet I wanted!"

Marguerite was taken aback, not expecting her to catch on so quickly, "How is it not? It's identical!"

Teresa shook her head stubbornly, "Mum, look, this bracelet has a combination lock, it should only open if the correct code is entered. But I just spun it randomly, and it opened!"

Realizing she couldn't fool the little girl, Marguerite confessed, "The bracelet is a replica made by your godfather. The original one is with him."

Teresa stared with innocent wide eyes, pounding her fist on Marguerite's knee in frustration.

"My godmother has a boyfriend? Why didn't she tell me about such a big thing?"

And here she was, working for her godmother! So unfair!

Marguerite simply smiled, knowing that a three-year-old wouldn't understand the intricacies of adult relationships.

"Mum, my godfather is really mean then! He's stealing from a kid!"

"Don't blame him. The real bracelet was a gift to his sister, who unfortunately went missing shortly after her birth. He's hoping to find her with the help of that bracelet."

Huh? Her godfather was looking for his sister? That's something she could help with! If her godfather had a picture of his sister as a baby, she could use it to sketch what she might look like grown up. That would make finding her much easier!

For the past few years, she'd wanted to do the same with her missing brother, but without a photo, there was nothing she could do.

Teresa hesitated a bit, then took out another sketch from a pile of drawings.

"I couldn't imagine what dad would look like when he's old, so I just drew a portrait of him."

Marguerite glanced at the sketch. The depiction of Maurice was incredibly realistic.

This little girl had captured every single detail of Maurice's demeanor.

Marguerite gently stroked Teresa's head, glanced at the clock, and gently said, "It's getting late, and you need to get some sleep now, dear little artist."

Teresa nodded enthusiastically, watching Marguerite leave, and then pulled out another sketch from the drawer, placing it next to the portrait of Maurice.

The man in the sketch had sharp features, and a distinctive tear mole at the corner of his eye.

She looked at Maurice, then back at the man.

A big question loomed in her mind. Was Maurice really her dad? Why did she feel like this unknown man was her real father?