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

The next day, before dawn, Yvette woke up, saw Eagle King and Flying Fish off at the door, and returned to the hotel to get some more sleep.

Around 9 am, the doorbell rang. Yvette got up, put on an oversized T-shirt, and walked over to open the door, her eyes half closed.

When the door opened, she saw Jeremiah standing outside in light-colored casual clothes, holding a food container. She had already guessed it was him and wasn’t surprised. She glanced at the food container in his hand. “Come in.”

Jeremiah immediately noticed Yvette’s long, straight legs under her oversized T-shirt. Her collarbones were clearly visible due to the oversized shirt. Jeremiah cleared his throat awkwardly and walked in, acting like nothing had happened, slightly averting his gaze.

“The hotel here doesn’t serve Clusian food, so I went out and got you some. As he spoke. Jeremiah neatly laid everything out on the table.

Yvette sniffed, her voice groggy from just waking up, sounding muffled and completely different from her usual cold tone. “Wait a sec. I’m going to brush my teeth and wash my face,” she said, heading into the bathroom.

Jeremiah paused for a moment. “Okay”

Ten minutes later. Yvette came ont of the bathroom, yawning as she scrolled through her phone. She pulled out a the dining table, sat down, and started eating,

chair at

Jeremiah sat beside her, casually handing over a napkin as he asked, “Do you have any plans later? Want to go out and walk around!”

Yvette took a bite of the food, which was juicy and tender. She looked up at Jeremiah. “Sure.”

After finishing their meal, Yvette randomly grabbed an outfit from the wardrobe. She only brought a black bag with her and nothing else. Eagle King had prepared the clothes in advance, with everything in the black-and-white sporty style that Yvette preferred.

Kransbay’s weather was exceptionally good that day. Compared to the previous days, the temperature had dropped slightly The sky was clear, and the sun shone brightly,

gentle breeze drifted through the air, while rays of sunlight filtered through the leaves, creating shifting shadows on the

street. They wandered around, sampling various local snacks. Yvette wasn’t particularly impressed by the food; it wasn’t quite to her

a Clusian restaurant. It was a barbecue place run by a northern Clusian man. The owner, seeing their

welcomed them.

had a keen eye for people. He could tell that they weren’t ordinary people. They were clearly wealthy and distinguished. The chubby owner

eyes flickered as he looked up with a smile. “How did you know? Can you tell fortunes Jeremiah quickly became friendly with the owner after only a

owner chuckled and looked

to buy raw emerald I’ve been here for years.

while

off the building across the street. Stone gambling is too

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black in the distance and whispered, “Since you’re also from Clusia, I’m giving you a friendly reminder-be extra careful these days. Yesterday, our local gang

focused on her phone, and continued, “Are you two a couple? You look great together,

beer can under the table, glanced up without a word, and then looked back down Jeremiah turned to look at Yvette. Seeing her lack

The owner, realizing he might have said something wrong, chuckled nervously and quickly left with the

for a moment before asking gently,

picked up the glass on the table and poured herself some water. After a brief moment of thought, she raised an eyebrow and looked

for his glass. After a long pause, he lifted his head

Yvette didn’t move. She stared at Jeremiah for a while, her gaze unwavering.

gaze darkened. It seemed as though there was a swirling vortex in his eyes, drawing people in