Chapter 573

Marguerite had every right to be skeptical since she wasn’t clued in on the whole story.

Miley, on the other hand, felt a twinge of guilt. They had zeroed in on Marguerite and Yuna as their prime suspects solely because of the portrait Teresa had drawn.

If it weren’t for the uncanny resemblance between the Marguerite and Yuna, which made it impossible to distinguish who was who in the portrait, they probably would have gotten to the bottom of things by now.

And Miley’s guilt stemmed from a promise she had made to Teresa to keep her talent as a portrait artist under wraps.

Now, with Marguerite pressing her for answers, Miley was torn about whether to keep holding onto this secret.

But Teresa was always a bit odd in her ways.

Being a portrait artist wasn’t some disreputable job, and Miley couldn’t fathom why the kid would opt to hide this from Marguerite.

If she’d had such a skill at Teresa’s age, she would have been trumpeting her talent all over town instead of hiding it like Teresa.

Miley couldn’t guess what the kid was thinking, and from her grown-up perspective, it didn’t seem like such a big deal. There really wasn’t a need to keep it under wraps any longer.

After a moment’s thought, Miley nudged Marguerite onto the couch, swallowed hard, and cleared her throat with exaggerated mystery, “Marguerite, what I’m about to tell you might just knock your socks off, so brace yourself.”

Marguerite, puzzled, retorted, “Can you just spit it out already, don’t keep me hanging!”

Miley opened her mouth to speak but paused abruptly, her eyelids drooping as if wrestling with an inner conflict.

After a long silence, she finally mustered the courage and asked somewhat foolishly, “Marguerite, do you know about a very famous portrait artist from Stonebridge City, goes by the name Terry?”

Marguerite furrowed her brows in thought, “Rings a bell. Maurice mentioned something about that. What about it?”

“Anything else you’ve heard?”

Marguerite shook her head, clueless.copy right hot novel pub