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

“Everyone, please be quiet, Patrick said.

The students of Argrol University assumed Patrick was about to praise Yvette and announce the results of the competition. After all, the superiority of the two speakers was evident, and there was no need for a vote. Everyone could see that Yvette had won, and decisively at that,

Adjusting his tie, Patrick looked at Yvette on stage and asked in an accusatory tone, “Ms. Zeller, your speech was indeed impressive. However, I have one question that needs your explanation.”

Yvette inclined her head slightly, her tone steady and confident, “Go ahead.”

The students at Argrol University were captivated by Yvette’s audacity. It was clear she had every right to be proud.

Patrick was known for being peny at Argrol University. In the past, when he taught classes, he often summoned students to his office for minor infractions and kept them there for hours.

Many students had been recorded for misconduct, yet no one dared to confront him, as everyone wanted to graduate smoothly and avoid antagonizing a dean.

Patrick paused for a moment, but in front of so many students, he couldn’t afford to lose his temper. However, his expression instantly darkened.

“Ms. Zeller, you are as headstrong as ever. I want to ask if this speech was truly written by you. As we all know, you come from a rural background, and your record shows that you lack even a basic education. How could you possibly speak Frixyia? And how could you give an off-the-cuff speech in just three days?” he asked.

Patrick’s sharp gaze betrayed an insidiousness that seemed unsettling; he stared directly at Yvette. She returned his gaze with a mixture of coldness and impatience, and those around her could feel the tension.

Students at Argrol University couldn’t help but feel a tingle of doubt creeping in. After all, it was indeed puzzling that country girl could master Frixyia; that was, to some, quite unbelievable. Some, influenced by Patrick’s insinuations, began to harbor doubts.

“Mr. Williams is right; how could Yvette possibly speak Frixyia? This does seem odd.”

“Indeed. Frixyia is difficult to learn; we all know that.”

“Let’s hear what Yvette has to say.

stepped beside Yvette, and Tobias stood up from his chair and walked straight to her side. The three silently supported

surge of anger and was ready to rush forward. However, Jeremiah was quicker; he

an air of nobility and aloofness that couldn’t be ignored. The surrounding students instinctively parted to create a path leading directly

Jeremiah but, upon catching a glimpse of him, found himself frozen in place by

it felt as if a sharp blade were aimed directly at him, and his reprimanding words caught in his

go get some steaks, Jeremiah said to Yvette, his voice

at Patrick, thinking

forget about that old bastard!” Andrew’s tone was

they

the handsome looks of both Jeremiah

them and then at their boyfriends, their expressions suddenly tinged with disdain. What

growing within her heart. She couldn’t understand how Yvette had only been here for a few days

arrival who backed Yvette, felt both jealous and a bit relieved. With everyone’s attention focused on Patrick, Yvette, and this striking newcomer, Sharon thought

the steaks they were about to eat lifted Yvette’s spirits. She looked up, her irritation fading as she pursed her lips and glanced past Jeremiah at Patrick Frixyia is quite simple, I learned it when I was young and reviewed it just three

a wave of envy among the crowd. To claim fluency from having learned it as a child and reviewed it only three

anyone else had made such a claim, it might have been dismissed as boasting. However, coming from Yvette, no one

my god, do all

a fan of

must be! I

quickly retrieved them. Then, in unison, they began to shout, “Yvette, you’re

feel a bit overwhelmed for the first time. Patrick,

a good memory!” Winona suddenly exclaimed. At this, the students in

with anger. “Hey, Winona, don’t think everyone can’t tell what you mean Yve has only been here for a few days; it’s not surprising that you don’t know her