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.

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

felt a surge of anger and was ready to rush forward. However, Jeremiah was quicker; he strode over to Yvette

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

admonish Jeremiah but, upon catching a glimpse of him, found himself

directly at him, and his reprimanding words caught in his throat, unable to be voiced. He understood

said to Yvette,

at Patrick, thinking

that old bastard!” Andrew’s tone was filled with a haughty

they

surrounding thein were taken aback by the handsome looks of both Jeremiah and Andrew. Not

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

saw Jeremiah stand beside Yvette, her jealousy spiraling like a vine, wildly growing within her heart. She couldn’t understand how Yvette had only been here for a few days and managed to meet such an exceptional man and friends who would stand up for her. Even the professors from the physics

on Patrick, Yvette, and this striking newcomer, Sharon thought perhaps she wouldn’t need to apologize after all. She hoped the situation would escalate

she pursed her lips and glanced past Jeremiah at Patrick Frixyia is quite simple, I learned it when I was young and

up a wave of envy among the crowd. To claim fluency from having learned it as a child

made such a claim, it might have been dismissed as

god, do all talented people

to be a fan

incredible her memory must

their banners earlier, sensing no one was watching, quickly retrieved them. Then, in unison, they began to shout, “Yvette,

this flattery made her feel a bit overwhelmed for the first time. Patrick, now intimidated

exclaimed. At this,

here for a few days; it’s not surprising that