The farce was finally over, and it was time for Teresa to head home.
She had told Marguerite that she wouldn't be home for dinner, so she hadn't asked Marguerite to pick her up from school.
Teresa had Frederick drop her off directly at her mansion
The car was parked in a secluded area of the mansion district. Frederick turned off the car, turned his head and asked Teresa in a flat tone, "Here we are. Do you need me to walk you in?"
Teresa locked eyes with him, noting the look of disappointment on his face.
His mood was evidently still entangled in the events of the day. Why not cheer him up a bit?
Teresa shook her head playfully, "No, I can get in on my own! Oh, Hayes’ dad, my mom asked me to give you a present!"
Frederick looked surprised. Marguerite had a present for him? What was she up to now?
As Frederick was lost in thought, Teresa had already pulled out the delicate box from her backpack and playfully thrust it into Frederick's arms, "This is something my mom picked out just for you! She put a lot of thought into it!"
The box was made from real wood, carved with intricate designs, exuding an aura of vintage charm.
He gingerly opened the box, and saw a pure gold cigarette holder lying inside.
Frederick paused, but Teresa didn't see the smile of joy she was expecting.
Instead, with a snap, he closed the box and handed the cigarette holder back to her, "Has your father started smoking?"
Was Marguerite really using Maurice's things to curry favor with him? How dare she! Did she think he was a pushover, willing to accept anything? Damn it!
Teresa pouted and tilted her head, giving the man a mischievous look, "Do you think my mom is giving you my dad's stuff?"
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