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

Frankie approached Nathan in three quick steps, sizing him up with disdain…

He coldly grunted, “Listen, Nathan, Sienna said she wants to break up, and that’s final. You threatening her with a child is pathetic. It’s embarrassing for a man. As for the child in Sienna’s belly. I’ll take responsibility for that, so don’t worry. What era do you live in? You think you’re some domineering CEO, alle to control a woman just because she’s pregnant?”

Sitting on the sofa, Nathan’s expression darkened with each word from Frankie.

Yvette glanced up from her phone, noting Nathan’s barely contained rage.

Her cold demeanor and the gentle tapping of her slender fingers on the armrest made Nathan feel like a deflated balloon. He didn’t dare move and just clenched his fists tightly.

Right now, he wanted nothing more than to kill Frankle standing before him.

But with Yvette present, he didn’t dare to do anything. Otherwise, he might end up being carried out today.

He didn’t doubt it for a second.

After all, he had seen someone carried out right in front of him before, and Yvette’s craziness was still fresh in his memory

It testified to her ruthless nature.

She fiercely protected her own, and her stance made it clear that Nathan was an insignificant outsider.

Frankie was pleased to see Nathan, who was furious enough to explode but didn’t dare say anything.

He saw the devious Nathan was too intimidated to act after Yvette’s warning glance.

With her by his side, he felt empowered to bully Nathan,

He was thrilled at the thought of leveraging Yvette’s strength against the villain.

Nathan, however, ignored Frankie’s taunts and focused on Sienna, suppressing his anger as he pleaded, “Sienna, please come home with me. We need to talk.”

This was the first time Sienna had seen Nathan like this, so different from the paranoid and gloomy figure he had been the day before.

But it was too late. The past was the past.

to return

showing

Yvette, who remained seated on the sofa,

before he could touch her, a

pain, his

warning shot was her way of

elegant silver pistol in Yvette’s hand

to her, Frankie was taken aback as

and she shoots him like that. She’s really something. I

seeping onto the expensive carpet, staining

his face pale,

pale face, the other three

Sienna would be so ruthless and completely uncaring

he finally

Sienna would surely soften and return to him. But now,

achieve anything by

I hope you’ll think about what I’ve said. I won’t give up

that, he

toward her, whispering. After all these years, you’re still so ruthless. Braydon knows about your return to

at him dismissively her usual

her gaze, Nathan’s wrist hurt even more from

else in the world

Nathan, her expression sending a shiver down bas spine as if he

pale face, her eyes

low, hoarse voice, she threatened, “If you don’t want anyone to inherit the Goodman

very harsh thing to

tense, his anger boiling beneath the surface, and his eyes

gritted his teeth and confronted Yvette. “Ms. Zeller, you’re

kill Braydon five years ago. Surely you can now. But he’s different now.

he turned to observe Yvette’s reaction, but she remained indifferent,

afford