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

Chris waved at Frankie, who hurried over. In a moment, Chris picked him up and took him to a corner of the living room Frankie, struggling, looked at Yvette and Sienna, pleading for help. “Yve, Sienna, help! He’s torturing mel”

Chris blocked the others’ view, and it was unclear why Frankie suddenly burst into laughter and tears. Sienna leaned in and whispered to Yvette, “What kind of torture is Frankie going through?”

Emmett calmly explained. “Don’t worry. Chris just found his laughter spot.”

Ten minutes later, Chris set Frankie down, and they returned to their seats. Frankie, still laughing, shot a glare at the group. “You’re all just jealous of my looks.”

Just then, Yvette’s phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and slowly answered, “Hello.”

Jeremiah had just returned home after a day of military meetings and hadn’t even had time to take off his military uniform before making the call. It was midnight in Clusia and morning in Mysonna, so he thought it was a good time to call. He stood on the balcony in his military uniform, a cigarette in his hand, though he hadn’t smoked in a while because Yvette disliked the smell. His voice was deep and warm as he listened to Yvette. “Have you eaten breakfast?”

Yvette, sounding relaxed, replied, “Mm, the pierogies are great.”

Jeremiah paused, a smile spreading across his face. “Great? I’ll make some for you when I’m back.”

thinking. Does he really think he can win me over with pierogies? “Alright,” she

phone with Jeremiah. They chatted casually, with Jeremiah doing most of the talking. Emmett noted it was

She poked her water cup and said slowly! Jeremiah, someone

Yvette would not end well Emmett and Bruce exchanged sympathetic looks with Frankie. Chris, close by, patted Frankie’s shoulder and said, “Hang in there. They were puzzled about how Yvette’s money was so easy to deceive. It

asking Yvette to put the

table, her eyes twinkling with amusement. Jeremiah’s voice came through coldly. “Frankie, you have a lot of nerve.” Yvette didn’t say who had tricked her, but Jeremiah

a sad look, Frankie begged Jeremiah, “I was wrong!

is quite

felt hopeless. After taking 660 thousand from Yvette, he now lost a 300 million-dollar villa. Frankie regretted it. He thought, Jeremiah and Yvette are indeed a perfect match. They are both masters of deception

by Jeremiah’s evilness

Chris chuckled at Jeremiah’s clever idea. They thought, ‘How can Yvette be considered poor when she is an internationally renowned artist whose paintings sell for hundreds of millions?

her ear while Jeremiah listened to her soft breaths. I

responded with a slight smile,

chuckled softly after the call. A knock sounded at the door, and a servant said, “Young