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

Winona happened to bump into Nellie and Zeke at the entrance of Seacrity Airport. They exchanged greetings and went into the airport lobby together.

As they chatted along the way, Nellie nudged Victor, subtly suggesting that he should keep a respectful distance from Winona before marriage and not act impulsively.

Victor just nodded with a smile, unsure if he really understood. Nellie wasn’t sure if he understood either. As an elder, she couldn’t say much more, so the topic was dropped.

Winona was quiet on the sidelines. Zeke fell a step behind to walk beside her. He sneered coldly and said unkindly, “Look at how much Mom worries about you, Sis. She’s afraid Victor might take advantage of you, but I think she worries too much. You know, if you don’t sleep with him, there’s plenty of women out there waiting to pounce on him, hehe…

Winona gave Zeke a sideways glance. She was already accustomed to this kind of sarcasm, having had a strained relationship with Zeke since childhood.

She said. “You don’t need to worry about me, but you should watch yourself. With Dad spoiling Yvette, are you sure you’ll inherit the Chambers family as the rightful heir? Instead of mocking me, you’d better focus on your grades. If Dad finds out you’ve been using a stand-in for your exams, it won’t end well for you.”

Zeke’s face darkened as he shot a sinister glare at Winona, his voice dripping with malice. Im warning you, if you dare to backstab me. I’ll have Mom deal with you. You know whose side she’s on between the two of us, right?”

Winona understood her circumstances. She knew that in front of Nellie, she’d never prevail against Zeke, so she wouldn’t invite bad luck upon herself. After all, the three of them were in the same boat. They prospered together and suffered together. She understood this..

She replied, “I don’t have the time to bother with you, so you’d better not make fun of me, either. Our common enemy is Yvette. You should focus on how to deal with her in the future. If things continue like this, will we still have a place in Dad’s heart or the Chambers family? Think about it carefully.”

Winona knew exactly what mattered most to Zeke: being the heir to the Chambers family and the shares that their father held. Sure enough, upon hearing this, Zeke stopped glaring at her and looked down, saying nothing. Winona knew Zeke was taking her words seriously,

“Good, let them fight it out. I can take advantage of it as a bystander, she thought.

time with only two people. Both were fifth-level members of the Art Association, around thirty years old.

Richard was particularly noticeable. Rather, he insisted on wearing a suit with a morning coat wherever he went,

called out. Nellie quickly glanced over to see-Richard in his

had seen Richard a few times, usually while accompanying Winona for art lessons. They hadn’t interacted much, mainly because Richard was nearing seventy

his apprentice, Nellie personally visited Richard and handed him 15 million dollars. Fortunately, the money wasn’t wasted, as Richard finally agreed to take Winona as his

mentor her was Nellie’s 15 million dollars, but Winona did show some talent. More importantly, the painting from

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Pavben. There were too many association members who

and her friends, looking at her fondly. “Winona, you’re still as beautiful as ever. Have you been under a lot of pressure

she talked, she brought Zeke over. “This is my son and Winona’s

he had just bought

you.” He then glanced at Winona

the dark circles; she had her reasons, Winona kept her head down, not responding to Richard. When Richard had finished speaking, Victor immediately stepped up. “Mr.

tugged sadly at Victor’s sleeve. “Victor, please

her, his heart filled with indignation. “Why not? I’ll

He had never heard this name before and hadn’t been following Seacrity’s news, so naturally, he had no idea who Yvette was. ‘Based on what he said, she’s Winona’s sister? But doesn’t Winona only have a brother? Where did

slightly, speaking politely and respectfully to Richard, “Hello, Mr. Griffin. I’m Winona’s