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

Inside the villa, Sienna looked at Yvette, guilt etched on her face as she instinctively shrank back, “Yve, I didn’t mean to hide my pregnancy. Nathan tampered with the condoms, she stammered.

Yvette sniffed and raised an eyebrow, her expression completely unreadable, causing Sienna to lower her gaze. She muttered softly, “Blame me for coveting appearance a little absolutely not much, and he has no more.”

Frankie discreetly grabbed a cup of water, distancing himself from the two women.

His experience told him to stay out of women’s disputes to avoid the fallout.

Yvette raised an eyebrow with a striking jawline, her voice calm and measured. “It’s your choice whether to keep the child. No one can take responsibility for your life.

Sienna felt a pang of sadness at these words. She thought, Does Ms. Zeller blame me?”

Yvette crossed her legs, frowning and not knowing why Sienna was feeling down.

She added, “Don’t worry about the child. It should be easy to raise him. I raised myself just fine.”

Frankie spat out his water in surprise and gave Yvette a thumbs-up, exclaiming exaggeratedly, “Yvette, you raised yourself? What do you mean?”

Yvette shot Frankie a look, her eyes clearly saying, “Are you an idiot?”

After a brief silence, she continued, her dark gaze lingering. “I cook for myself, dress myself, study, and earn a living. Does that confuse you?”

Yvette didn’t say that since she was a child, anything that interested her was basically self-taught, and she had never understood what it was like to struggle in others’ eyes.

Frankie stared at her, pondering the unfairness of life.

He thought, “What did God deny Yvette? Beauty? No, she was stunning. Talent? Clearly not. She was Cyanbird, an international artist whose painting once fetched 160 million dollars at auction.

Frankie stared at her for a long time, and finally, he had to concede that life was unjust and Yvette was flawless.

Sienna looked at Yvette sheepishly. “Yve, you’re not mad at me, are you?”

Yvette replied with a simple “Hmm.

Sienna’s relief was palpable.

*****

make it

two okay?”

Yvette turned to the door, where Emmett and Chris entered at a

and frowned, assuming she was

he had the wrong idea. He explain. “This is Sienna, a good friend of

Emmett’s demeanor

and Chris both became

I’m Emmett, Yvette’s friend is also our hend, so feel at home

experienced with women, simply nodded and added, I’m

I’m Sienna. I apologize for the trouble. I’ll move out as soon as

they anxiously turned to Yvette and Frankie, asking worriedly, “Yvette, Frankie,

mention Nathan’s name

first nodded, then shook his head,

Yvette, sitting on the

with flashy looks come

her phone. The message re judge position for

Dulcem, we’ve reserved

that the International

flatly: [No

sending the message, she looked at the others and said. “Yes,

asked, “Was that man

at her, surprised she knew

Sienna stepped back toward Yvette, feeling

thought, “How many enemies had my

scumbag is why Sienna is hiding here. To put it simply, he’s her ex- boyfriend. Sienna wanted to break up, but Nathan refused and chased after her. Yvette brought her here out of fear he would hurt

Frankie had suffered over a billion dollars because of Nathan

to intercept arms from them, costing them billions and