Mommy，We Got a Husband
Chapter 103 Is it the Man Secretly Helping?

Galatea was suddenly at a loss for words when asked this question. She had never told Harry and Elisa that they had another brother. She wasn't sure if this son could be found or, in a worst-case scenario, maybe he had already...

Harry and Elisa were both very sensitive and perceptive children. If she told them, they would definitely feel the same urgency to find their brother.

But if the result were what she feared, these two children would also be heartbroken. So, Galatea didn't plan to tell them until she found the child.

"She is an old acquaintance," Galatea could only say perfunctorily and then continued, "Harry, please help me find out her real name as long as you can."

An old acquaintance? If she really was an old acquaintance, how could she not know her real name? There must be some hidden story, but it was clear that Galatea didn't want to say.

So, what should he do? Pretend to have found her real name and tell her. Or not help her find it?

"Mommy, I'm not asking you what exactly you want with her. I want to know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."

How should Galatea answer this?

"It's neither good nor bad."

Caspian looked at the portrait again and then hurriedly said, "Mommy, I can help you find out, but it involves hacking into the public security system and conducting facial recognition, which is illegal. I think if we can avoid using this method." Caspian knew how strict his grandmother was. He had always been afraid of her since he was little. If Galatea got involved in something that wasn't good or bad with his grandmother, he was really worried that Galatea would suffer, so he said, "Mommy, look at this grandmother. She has a good temperament. She must be someone important. Daddy has seen so much; he would definitely know the person in this portrait," Caspian said.

That woman was his biological mother, so how could he not recognize her? It would be easy for them to communicate when they meet.

But...

Galatea didn't know what her relationship was with Alaric anymore. How could she suddenly go to him for help with the portrait?

Galatea sighed and said, "Forget it. You're right. It's illegal for me to ask you to use hacking skills; I shouldn't have. I'll figure it out on my own."

At most, she could post anonymously on the Internet. The child was right. Mrs. Marigold was definitely someone important. If she posted her portrait online, someone would recognize her. "Mommy, will you be mad if I didn't help you?" Caspian felt guilty when he heard Galatea's words.

"No, it's my fault. Harry was right, we can't engage in illegal activities," Galatea said. "Alright, you go help Elisa with her homework. I'll look at the loan matters, and we can go eat later." "Okay." Caspian looked at her worriedly before leaving the room.

After Caspian left, he still felt uneasy and called Harry in the bathroom.

Harry had been self-reliant during this time, playing with LEGO bricks after finishing his homework. He was quite surprised to receive a call from Caspian, feeling like it had been a long time since they last talked. "Why are you suddenly looking for me?" Harry asked.

"Harry, any update? How is my dad's mood recently?" Caspian asked.

"Your dad?" Harry replied, "I haven't seen your dad for a few days. Aren't you supposed to be with him every day? Why are you asking me?"

"..." Caspian was speechless.

"Did your scumbag dad bully my mom again?" If that were the case, Harry would torment him to his limit this time.

"No." Caspian quickly said, "I don't know what's going on. I'm just guessing. Don't think about it, Harry. Let me ask you something. Did Mom ever mention to you that she wants to find an old lady?" "What do you mean? Why would a perfectly fine mom want to find an old lady?" Harry was completely confused. "Caspian, did you take the wrong medication? You're talking nonsense." Mom hadn't mentioned it to Harry and Elisa either. So, it was pointless to ask.

"Let's not talk about that for now. There's another thing. Mom suddenly wants to start her own business, and she seems to want to get a loan from the bank, but she can't seem to secure one." "My mom wants a loan to start a business?" Harry hadn't expected this.

"Yes, I don't want to see her unhappy because she can't borrow money. I have money on hand now, but if I take it out, it will be exposed. You could tell my dad about this, and he will definitely help. He must help in secret; otherwise..." "Bang!" Just then, the bathroom door was opened, and Galatea walked in.

"Harry, who were you talking to on the phone?" Galatea had faintly heard about the money issue from outside.

Seeing Galatea come in and hearing her question, Caspian suddenly panicked. He usually locked the door when he came in, but this time he forgot.

If she found out that he was talking to the real Harry on the phone, then...

"No one." Caspian nervously let go of his hand, and the phone fell directly into the toilet.

On the other end of the phone, Harry was truly speechless and couldn't help but comment, "Caspian, I finally understand why you want to act so aloof. If you talk too much, it will expose your lack of intelligence!" Seeing Caspian looking so guilty, Galatea directly asked, "Were you calling Alaric? Asking him to help me with the money problem or secretly help?"

When Galatea thought this way, Caspian breathed a sigh of relief and then admitted, "Yes, Mommy, please don't be angry. I was wrong, I won't do it again. I saw how difficult it was for you to borrow money, so I thought... I'm sorry." How could Galatea bear to blame her child?

"Harry, Mommy doesn't blame you, but you have to believe me. Even if I can't borrow money, I can think of other ways. If I rely solely on others for help, then I will truly become useless."

"I'm sorry... I won't do it again."

Galatea smiled affectionately and glanced at the phone in the toilet, saying, "It's a good opportunity to get a new phone. Next time, you're not allowed to call him behind my back secretly." "Okay." Caspian quickly agreed.

After Galatea left, Caspian held his chest and took a deep breath. That was a close call.

Back in the bedroom from the bathroom, Galatea's phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, may I help you?"

"Is this Miss Galatea Chu? We are from the bank. Today, didn't you come to inquire about a loan? We checked your information and bank statements, and you have no problem getting a loan. Can you come and apply tomorrow? If it's not convenient, we can also come to your place. You can borrow any amount you want."

What?

Just after the child finished talking to Alaric, the bank called, and their attitude completely changed. Did that man secretly help?