Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez Novel by Selina Gorges

The compound kids in the private room finally understood what birds of a feather flock together‘ truly meant. Watching the two flaunt their love as if no one else was there, they hoped that they could blind themselves with this public display. And sneaking peeks at the couple instead. they wanted to look but didn’t da

If it weren’t for Keira passed our on the floor, the two in this scene truly were a picture–perfect couple.

Yvette grabbed Jeremiah’s hand, giving it a little rub, but looked unimpressed. She pursed her lips. There was a callus on the base of his thumb, which was pretty

She gave a slight smile and look, ”

their hearts start to beat faster.

actually.

around at the people. Her face was the picture of innocence. Everyone she glanced at felt

Yvette slowly began, “Do any of you have wishes? Feel free to share them, I actually have some free time today.” Her gaze first rested on Samantha.

Samantha managed to force a difficult smile. She extended a hand to reassure Yvette, “I don’t have any wishes. I’m beautiful, wealthy, my parents are alive, and my family is happy. I don’t need anything.” Her words were very sincere. The main thing was, she was scared too because she also noticed that Yvette might have been drinking.

Yvette sighed a bit disappointedly, then turned her attention to Jared. “Hey, do you have any wishes, bro?”

Jared jolted in shock. The scene earlier had left him mentally scarred; he didn’t plan on making any more birthday wishes after today. He shook his head energetically. He was almost in tears, “No, Ms. Zeller, I have no wishes.”

Yvette looked at him seriously for a few moments. She was confused and thought, ‘Why is he crying? It’s not like anyone hir him.‘ Yvette cracked her knuckles. She then turned to look at the group huddled together, her gaze sincere and her demeanor exceptionally pleasant. “Do any of you have any?”

At her words, everyone stepped back. They waved their hands frantically, “No, we don’t.”

Yvette closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was a hint of sleepiness in her gaze. She said softly, “Alright, if not, then forget it.”

Jeremiah noticed she was getting drowsy. He drawled on with a lazy voice, faintly smirking… His voice was deep and strong with a rich, masculine magnetism. “I do, I’m ready to head home and sleep now.”

Yvette tilted her head, stared at Jeremiah, then grabbed his hand and started to walk out. “Alright, let’s go home and sleep,” she agreed.

Seeing the two of them about to leave, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yvette led Jeremiah to the door, then paused for a moment. She turned around.

The compound kids felt tense again. They thought, ‘What is Ms. Zeller going to do now?”

Yvette waved warmly to everyone inside as she said goodbye, “I am leaving, bye! See you next time, guys.”

Everyone had the same thought: ‘Next time, no way, I’m not going to meet this couple again. After tonight, they decided together to put Jeremiah and Yvette on the blacklist for future parties, definitely a top–level threat.

After this, whenever the Chavez family’s ture mistress Yvette was mentioned, everyone went silent out of fear.

After tonight, a new saying spread around Betrico. Crossing Jeremiah might still leave you a way out, but upsetting Yvette meant the end of the line.

Jared watched as the two finally left. He out a deep breath and felt like he had been suffocating. “Wow, that was terrifying.

Mr. Chavez’s girlfriend is really something. I’m totally impressed,” he admitted.

As he spoke, the others in the room finally snapped back to reality, except for Keira, who had fainted and was still being ignored.

Joel chimed in, “When Yvette looked our way earlier, I felt like I was skating on thin ice. I was sweating bullets.”

“Don’t even mention it. It was so creepy. I felt the same way, and my back is drenched now,” someone else added.

“I know, right? It’s crazy! We should’ve guessed that Mr. Chavez’s girlfriend wouldn’t just be some nobody. She’s seriously impressive,” exclaimed one of the guys, amazed.

“Yeah, if it weren’t for Ms. Zeller, we’d still be at the mercy of that model,” another added, relieved.

Everyone suddenly remembered Keira. They glanced at Keira, who was passed out on the ground like a ragdoll. With a smirk, they expressed their disdain.

In an unusual show of kindness, Joel called Keira’s agent to have her taken to the hospital.

Samantha didn’t have time to discuss with them here. This trip was definitely worth it for her. She met Yvette, who was quite an interesting person. Well…She had a strong feeling that because of Yvette, Betrico might not stay peaceful in the future.

With a smile, Samantha picked up her handbag, waved goodbye to everyone, and left. She sped back home in her luxury car. As soon as she entered the house, she saw her father, Tim, sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. Samantha slipped off her high heels and handed her bag to a maid. Sliding into her cozy slippers, she walked over casually. “Dad, why are you still awake so late? Isn’t the military district busy these days?” she asked.

Tim removed his glasses and rubbed his temples; he’d been sitting there for an hour. Seeing Samantha so upbeat, he asked, “What’s going on, Samantha? Why are you so happy today? Weren’t you feeling a bit down just the other day?”

Samantha took a sip of the orange juice she had poured. She tilted her head slightly. “Oh, nothing much. I just happened to see Mr. Chavez and his girlfriend today. She’s pretty interesting,” she said, intrigued.

Tim was already aware that Samantha had been seeing someone for a while. He was fully aware of who he was. There was absolutely no connection between his daughter and Jeremiah–it was just unfounded gossip.

Hearing Samantha’s words, Tomorrow paused briefly and set the newspaper aside. “You said you saw Jeremiah with his girlfriend, is that right?”

Samantha nodded, and there was a mix of admiration and a hint of regret. “Yeah, today we had a gathering, and they happened to show up. I have no idea how Jeremiah got so lucky to find such an interesting girlfriend,” she said.

Tim was momentarily stunned. He thought, ‘Can Jeremiah’s girlfriend really earn such high praise from Samantha? I know how high my daughter’s standards are. There aren’t many people in Betrico that she’d compliment like that! It piques my curiosity. Just how outstanding is this girl?‘ He had heard about the dessert shop incident. Helping her future mother–in–law in a spat was indeed quite impressive.

Tim said, “What’s going on with you and that Zion? Still sulking? Listen, these artsy types love being dramatic. If it doesn’t work out, just dump him, and I’ll find you someone better and more attractive, alright?”

At the mention of Zion’s name, Samantha’s eyes flickered. She looked up at Tim casually. With a does anyone in our Mitchell family not manage to tame a wild horse?”

Tim was left speechless for a second serious tone, she said, “Dad,

Samantha continued, “If the little toy gets fussy, I’ll let him be for a few days. Don’t worry, Dad, I can handle it. If he doesn’t listen, I’ve got plenty of ways to make him behave.” She smiled confidently.

Tim looked at Samantha with satisfaction. His daughter had never failed to get what she wanted, whether it was a person or a thing. He thought, ‘It’s just a man, after all, nothing to worry about!

Tim nodded. “Alright, I won’t interfere. But if things get tough, just be assertive with Zion. His genes are good, so give me a grandkid and then dump him if you like. Our family can afford to raise the child, you know,”

Samantha smirked. Being assertive was an option. The man loved her deeply but was just pretending to be tough to save face. She was curious to see how long Zion could keep up the act before speaking up.

The next day, at ten o’clock. In the master bedroom of Skyland. Yvette promptly opened her eyes. She turned her head to glance at the dent on the bed beside her. There was a faint mint scent, which was very faint.