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

Wyatt realized he had been careless. ‘How could I forget that behind Andrew the spoiled boy is Jeremiah, the key player in Betrico? What kind of luck does Andrew have to get on Jeremiah’s good side?’

Jeremiah’s arrival in Seacrity was significant, no matter the reason. Wyatt couldn’t afford to make any mistakes. If things went south, Jeremiah could ensure Wyatt would never get reassigned to Betrico.

Wyatt hung up the phone and wasted no time. He woke up all his team leaders and ordered an overnight investigation into the issue. By dawn, he finally figured out the arrangements and punishments for those involved.

What Wyatt didn’t expect was for Jeremiah to show up in his office. His heart raced, fearing Jeremiah was there to blame him.

“You handled it well, Mr. Langford,” Jeremiah said.

Wyatt wiped the sweat from his brow and quickly replied, “I appreciate that, but it’s all thanks to you for providing the evidence. Without it, we couldn’t have brought the wrongdoers to justice.”

Jeremiah didn’t have time for small talk. After his comment, he left without saying another word. Wyatt saw him to the car respectfully, watching it drive away for what felt like an eternity before he finally headed back to his office, still trying to digest everything.

*****

In the Maybach, Andrew was driving. He had been busy for most of the night too. Technically, he could have gone to sleep after his call, but after watching that video, he felt too frustrated to rest.

“Jeremiah, are you really going to Argrol University? You’re not joking, right? You graduated years ago!” Andrew said, glancing in the rearview mirror. “You were at the top of your class, remember? They would be lucky to have you as a teacher.”

Jeremiah, sitting in the backseat, chose to ignore Andrew’s endless questions. He looked down, his expression weary, the top button of his white shirt undone, leaving a hint of well-defined abs-definitely eye-catching.

not going to be a teacher.

and can’t even get a teaching job? A librarian? Come on, you’re kidding me, right? Oh man, I

talking, I’ll

“zip-it” gesture. He figured the idea of Jeremiah being a librarian at Argrol University was way better than the

driving, the car was filled with radio chatter until he

librarian. He was there for Siren-a genius in physics and a top hacker the country wanted

on the street yesterday must have been due to those pills. That girl may be small, but she has quite a temper. She clearly inhaled something mind-altering, yet she still fought back. Resistance

Chambers residence, Yvette was coming down the stairs when she saw Nellie, Winona, and Zeke in the living room,

silent. With Zachary not around, they didn’t

initiative to greet Yvette, pulling out the chair next to him so she could sit down. Yvette

in response, barely paying any attention to him, but Zeke just smiled

Fuming, she snapped, “Yvette, Zeke is trying to talk to

her legs. There was still a trace of yesterday’s hangover in her eyes. Her tone dripped with sarcasm. “Oh, so a dog bites me, and I

attitude. She glared at her, her face twisted. “Who do you think you are? How dare

her silverware casually, spinning it in her hand, making the servants

scoffed, trying to maintain some dignity. “What do you mean by that? I’ve been nothing but good to you since you came home, but you show no appreciation whatsoever. I’m Zachary’s wife now, the lady of the house, yet you keep

down, silent. Zeke glanced at Nellie’s face and decided to stay out of it. He didn’t want to get on his mother’s bad side. The living room felt like a battlefield, with all the tension between

her nonchalant attitude. Teach me a lesson? Yeah, there have been a few who tried, but they seem to have all said goodbye

walked over to Nellie. In one quick motion, she flashed the knife-she preferred actions over words. Nellie felt something warm trickling down her neck. Instinctively, she touched