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

Bonnie’s eyes were red and teary, and she looked as deflated as a wilted eggplant.

Yvette was busy returning a call from Flying Fish while washing his hands in the bathroom. Two heavily made-up women walked in from outside.

They caught sight of Yvette, who was wearing a duck-billed hat, and didn’t bother to hide their disdain as they started chatting about what they had just witnessed. “Do you think that girl would ever light back if she got hit? Winona really knows how to throw her weight around. Without the Chambers family and the Smith family backing her, she’s now clinging to the Carter family. I heard she’s pregnant with Victor’s kid. After she gives birth, she’ll be sitting pretty as the lady of the Carter family. I really envy her,” one of them said.

The shorter girl pulled out a red lipstick and nodded in agreement. “That girl looks like she has no connections at all. I took a closer look, and all her clothes were cheap, Winona is just picking on an easy target, isn’t she? She’s only bold because she’s got her family to back her up. Victor is notorious for his playboy ways. My little sister was just at each other’s throats with him a while back.”

“True, your girl seems to have some skills. I can introduce you two if you want,” the woman said, putting her lipstick away and eyeing Yvette, who was focused on washing her hands. Yvene’s presence was hard to ignore; her aura was just too strong. even if the women couldn’t see her face.

One of them nodded generously and replied, “Sure, I’ll introduce you when I get the chance. But we should harry; Mr. Lester is still waiting for us, and we don’t want to keep him waiting too long

After they left, Yvette’s expression turned colder, She lowered her head and dried her hands.

In the women’s clothing store, Winona sat on the sofa, rubbing her stomach nervously, while Yulia asked her if she was feeling okay. A pointy-faced salesgirl hovered nearby, offering tea and water.

Meanwhile, Bonnie stood alone in the distance, stubbornly wiping away her tears. She told herself she had to be stronger and never let anyone insult her like this again. Just as Bonnie decided to leave, Winona wasn’t about to let her get away that easily.

anything happens to my baby, I’ll make her pay!” Even Yulia thought Winona was

to please, jumped in. “Mrs. Carter is right! If anything happens to your baby, she’ll be responsible. The baby in Mrs. Carter’s

out of it. But she didn’t care; she thought she had found a way to

a bully, while others felt Bonnie had no right to try on clothes without money and deserved what she Bonnie watched Winona’s hands shake. How could she be so

pointy-faced salesgirl approached Bonnie with an arrogant attitude. “Miss, look at the clothes you tried on. They’re dirty. You need to pay for them, or

sofa, eagerly waiting for the show to unfold. The pointy-faced salesgirl was clearly following her

your clothes from start to finish! They didn’t get

and brushed her own light-colored nail polish against it. The color was so faint you wouldn’t

in denial. I offered to buy you that dress, but now you’ll have to pay for it yourself. How much does it cost anyway?” The pointy-faced salesgirl smiled and replied. “It’s not

to be kind. “Listen, Bonnie, I’m not trying to be a villain here. If you kneel down and apologize, saying what you said was cheap, I’ll cover the cost of the dress for you. Otherwise, you might find yourself in a

opened her mouth to respond, a familiar voice cut through the tension. “Who do you want to kneel to?”

the door Yulia recognized the voice too, and they both looked

happening is Yvette, dressed in black pants and a duck-billed

her face

casually strolled in, hands in her pockets,