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

Ryan snapped out of his thoughts. His checks flushed slightly. He deemed it impolite to keep staring at a lady.

Wette took out her earbuds. !

Ryan, looking at Yvette, asked, T’m sorry. I was thinking about what you just said. How do you know Harry gave himself that name?” He wasn’t the kind to meddle or get to the bottom of things, but on that particular day, his curiosity got the better of him.

One of them asked, “What do you mean? Could it be that Yvette was right, and he did choose that name himself?”

Another added. “No way, it feels too…”

“I guess it’s possible…” someone murmured.

Ryan said, “Harry, the owner of Sky Nimbus, is an expatriate. His entire family moved abroad years ago. He picked the Clusian name to make things easier in the country. His real name is possibly Lisandro,”

Yvette frowned slightly. She glanced at Ryan, seeing only curiosity in his eyes, no hostility. Her voice was husky and cold. “Just a wild guess.”

Bonnie said. “Wow, Yve, even your wild guess was precise. Maybe we should set up a booth under the academy bridge and make some big bucks…”

The crowd burst into laughter.

vvelle gave Yvette gave a soft laugh, both doting and charming.

Another person said, “Come on, Bonnie. We’re the future of our motherland. Remember harmony, prosperity, and democracy.”

Bonnie put her hands on her hips, pretending to be fierce, which made everyone happy and finally brought the room to life.

Just then, the waiter arrived with the dishes, leading them to conclude the topic.

Waiters at Sky Nimbus underwent rigorous training and exams before beginning employment. The basic requirement wasn’t only hospitality; they had to know everything about every dish, from the ingredients to the cooking procedure, and even where the name came from.

chicken vesuvio, roasted squab, buffalo wings, meatball soup, shrimp remoulade, cedar-plank salmon, mushroom soup,

waiters then set a small bowl in front of each person. “This is our signature top- tier sunchoke soup, flown in from Jugrea this morning.

bowed politely and gently, saying, “Mr.Lewis, if you need anything, call me.

Ryan nodded.

the staff, and within a minute, they had silently exited the room in an

breathed a sigh of relief, musing, ‘No wonder this place is

hesitant to begin eating, as well as Bonnie, except for one person.

She said, “Not bad!

eating too. When they saw Yvette start eating, everyone relaxed

all day started. Everyone drank wine throughout the meal. The atmosphere

Yvette found a couch away from the crowd, lay down, covered herself in a jacket, closed her eyes, and fell asleep. The TV next to her was still tuned to the financial

appeared to have a mutual agreement to stay at least seven feet away from Yvette’s area, knowing her grumpiness

the side. They knew he didn’t enjoy lively interactions, so they didn’t push

new chip research article that Simon had shown him. Simon said nothing; all he knew was that

be a physics genius. His mind kept rearranging the data he saw that day, scrambling and reorganizing

we have here. Isn’t this Mr. Lewis?” A

his early 20s approaching, accompanied by a few young

playing games paused. All activities

called out,

while the people he had brought along stood behind him, looking unfriendly. Although they were roughly

like you would have forgotten lowly people like me. I just came

cast an obvious disdainful look at him, responding, “Just get straight to the point. We’re having a private gathering with our department pals

into each other today, how

gambling. Is he truly attempting to stir trouble? It would be fine if I were alone, but with

his gaze malicious. “Mr. Lewis, if you refuse, what if your classmates happen to have something occur to them tonight and get hurt, don’t blame me

heard stories about Ryan and Ethan. Ethan

Ethan’s girlfriend fell for Ryan and wanted to break up