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

Jeremiah calmly took a sip of his coffee, the same dark roast his grandpa loved. He’d be got tired of it. drinking it all his life and never

His long fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the couch. With half-closed eyes, he glanced at Jase, his expression indifferent. “If you like kids so much, maybe you should just go have one yourself. Grandma won’t blame you for it.”

Jase almost spilled his coffee, thinking. This kid would be the death of me. “Quit dodging the question! I think that girl Samantha from the Mitchell family is a good match-good character, mild-tempered. You should marry her. Not like anyone else wants you. If you don’t do it, I’ll swallow my pride and propose for you.”

Recently, when Jase visited the military, he had exchanged a few words with Tim Mitchell. They quickly agreed on a marriage between Jeremiah and Samantha, Both single, raised together-seemed perfect.

Jeremiah set down his coffee cup, showing no expression, and cut Jase off, “You already have a granddaughter-in-law. Stop playing matchmaker, or she’ll be mad.”

Jase was taken aback by Jeremiah’s words, but soon a smile crept onto his face, barely hiding his delight.

His eyes lit up, and even his mustache trembled excitedly. “When did you start dating? Who is she? From Betrico? Why didn’t you tell me sooner? You don’t have to date forever, you know. Your grandmother and I only met twice and look at us, a lifetime together”

Jase was blown away by the unexpected news. He always thought his aloof and distant grandson, Jeremiah, would end up forever alone. But now Jeremiah had a girlfriend and Jase was really curious about the girl.

Jase often worried about Jeremiah’s

preferences might lean differentlyse friendship with Andrew from the Mitchell family, wondering if his grandson’s

preferences might lean differently. Now, without any fanfare, there was a girlfriend.

mutterings, met his curious and eager gaze, then calmly remarked, “She’s not from Betrico. She’s from Seacrity. Not some high-society heiress, just a really nice girl who’s pretty much amazing in every

he misheard. He wondered,

beat, regained his composure. He responded with a casual air, Jeremiah, who knew you

then quickly shot back, “Runs in

twitched his lips, deciding to let it go this time out of respect for the

his

trusted that Jeremiah wouldn’t settle for just anyone, and he wasn’t about to be an old stick-in-the-mud either. The Chavez family didn’t

was long, and Jase was getting old. He wished to see Jeremiah find someone to share his life with while he was still around to witness it. But Jeremiah took until thirty to find a

wrist, puzzled.

wrist, fingering the string with a small grin. “When you’re taken, you gotta show it off. It’s the

snorted softly, thinking. So he finds a girlfriend, big deal. He is strutting like a peacock. “Alright, back to business. Your trip to Mysonna went well.

his

pointed to a file on the table. Jeremiah glanced through it, then tossed it back with a cold expression, scoffing. “Ybaulla thinks they’re still in the old days? How dare they propose such

to this. The Ybaulla folks are persistent, though. Their prime minister’s visiting Clusia soon, likely

another job. If they’re not

felt uneasy. Ybaulla’s intentions were clearly hostile. While he trusted Jeremiah, he worried about underhanded tactics. But his grandson wasn’t one to

discussing affairs late into the night. By the time they finished, it was already early

anymore.