She Helps an Old Lady in the Street… Without Knowing It Was Her Boss’s Mother!

Mama lowered her eyes in shame. “I am sorry, my daughter. I am the cause of all this.”

Mireille took her hand. “No, Mama, do not say that. If I lost my job for defending you, then I have no regrets. I will find another job.”

Mama nodded, her eyes shining. “May heaven bless you, my daughter. You will never lack anything in life.”

Mireille smiled, but in her heart, she knew she had to find work again quickly. She had bills to pay, and now she also had to take care of Mama.

Mireille and Mama stayed silent after the call. Mireille was thinking about her next step, while Mama seemed lost in thought.

Everything was calm until Mama’s phone began to ring.

Mireille turned her head in surprise. She had never really paid attention to Mama’s phone before, but now that it was vibrating on the little wooden stool, she saw it clearly: it was a brand-new phone, an expensive model, far too expensive for a woman who, just a day earlier, had said she came from the village with nothing.

Mama answered calmly, without nervousness. A man’s voice could be heard through the speaker, deep and respectful, calling her tenderly “Mama.” He said he had just returned from a trip, that he was not feeling well, and that he wanted to see her. He sounded tired.

Mama immediately changed tone, more motherly, more worried. “My son, rest. I will come tomorrow morning. Sleep well.”

She hung up and slowly placed the phone on her lap.

Mireille, who had observed everything, hesitated, then asked, “Was that your son?”

“Yes, my daughter. He returned today. He is a little unwell and asked me to come see him.”

“Mama, I will come with you.”

But Mama gently shook her head. “No, do not worry. I will call you as soon as I get there.”

Mireille nodded, but her eyes returned to the phone. She was not used to judging people, but something was off.

“Mama, how do you have such an expensive phone? I mean… you told me you came from the village and had nothing.”

Mama blinked, then gave a small nervous laugh. “Oh, that. My son gave it to me. Back in the neighborhood, there is no regular electricity, and I love a television program that I never want to miss, so he bought me this phone so I can watch it even when there is no power.”

Mireille raised her eyebrows in surprise. “He did all that just for a TV show?”

“He adores me, my daughter,” Mama replied with a proud smile.