My Alpha Mate's Christmas Gift novel Chapter 4

　　Tired of her meaningless and fruitless effort, she used her hand to carry the strand and place it at its rightful place behind her, just where it belonged. Even though she had achieved her goal, she still felt a sense of defeat, like she lost to the strand.

　　She quickly pulled herself together, realising the goal she was neglecting.

　　“School! I should start getting ready” She mumbled.

　　Without wasting more time than what she had done already, she darted toward the bathroom to freshen up.

　　She brushed her teeth while staring at her reflection in the mirror directly facing her, a habit she had cultivated ever since she was little. Without this little truck, she never managed to take care of her teeth properly.

　　She glared at the unruly hair she had on, noticing blue strands appearing among the predominantly black colour.

　　“It's happening again, uh?” She thought to herself.

　　She quickly finished up with her teeth and went to take her bath, brushing off the thought of her hair. It was something she didn’t want to bother with so early in the morning. She had more important things to think about. For example, her perfect attendance record.

　　“Better hurry up!” She said under her breath.

　　After thirty minutes and her daughter was still not downstairs, Roxanne’s mother had stopped checking the time.

　　“She’s never been this tardy before. I wonder…”

　　As her thoughts trailed off, she suddenly heard a ringing sound coming from the table in front of her. The ringtone and vibrations from her smartphone made the woman snap from her thoughts on her daughter as she quickly reached for her phone.

　　Roxanne stared hard at her mother and observed her face. Her now brown eyes, thanks to contact lenses, focused on her Mom’s expression.

　　Her mother’s eyes twitched and her lips pursed while her fingers moved irrationally, tapping on the she sat on. This only happened when her mother was being dishonest about something.

　　“She’s lying,” Roxanne thought to herself.

　　Her mother’s work involved bookkeeping and accounting, so she never had to deal with customers or clients. She worked for a very large company, so she only answered to her superiors, which were very few. Besides, since the time she knew her mother, she had never once received any calls from ‘annoying clients’.

　　Something was definitely fishy, but she had no right to pry or judge her mother. After all, she was keeping a few secrets of her own.