Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 574

Marguerite stood there, momentarily stunned, before her brow furrowed and she shot back,

“Are you joking with me?”

Miley was taken aback. She had braced herself for Marguerite’s shriek of disbelief, but her response was far more composed than when Miley herself had first discovered the truth.

Did her bestie even have emotions?

Her daughter was incredibly gifted and all Marguerite could do was question the fact?

Miley immediately jumped to Teresa’s defense, “Joking? If Teresa saw your reaction, she would be heartbroken! How can you not trust that she’s got the talents?”

Marguerite shook her head, clarifying, “It’s not Teresa I don’t trust-it’s you. You’re always exaggerate things, Miley. I don’t know what to believe.”

Miley hastily lifted three fingers in a solemn vow, “I swear! I’m not exaggerate things this time! Teresa is the Terry! In all my years as a private investigator, every face we’ve reconstructed from surveillance footage was thanks to Teresa’s help!”

with earnestness, yet Marguerite’s

drawings before, even a projection of her own

random doodle, but it was clear now there was

have been elated for Teresa, but instead,

head of hers? I’ve been searching for my son for three whole years,

was slapping her thigh in excitement, eager

the same thing. But the kiddo said, without a snapshot of your son, she couldn’t conjure

to reverse-draw a likeness from pics of me and Maurice, right?” Miley looked dead serious, “She tried. But she said when she looked at photos of you and Maurice, she just hit a

“No inspiration? Why not?”

a fledgling artist and couldn’t quite

wild before she threw her hands up in a grand gesture, “Instead of doubting here with me, why not head

but

fathom was why Teresa would keep

time, Marguerite could finally breathe a sigh of relief. With Teresa’s skill, she would no longer be at Maurice’s mercy over the whereabouts of

a heart-to-heart with the little whiz

at the Winston Mansion.

at Hayes and Teresa, his belly bulging and jiggling