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

Bonnie stared at Andrew, hiccupping through her sobs. Her face turned red, and Andrew gently flicked her forehead. “Stop crying, or you’ll end up looking like a little kitten with streaks on your face. Bonnie obediently nodded.

The two of them completely ignored Robert and Victor, who were standing nearby, Robert, hearing Andrew’s words, was taken aback. He mustered his courage and said to Andrew, “Hey, why are you making such a big deal out of this? It’s just a little argument between girls.

Andrew turned his head, naturally shielding Bonnie behind him. He looked at Robert with a cold, sharp gaze. “You better tell Winona to stop causing trouble. Otherwise, I don’t care if she’s pregnant or not. I’m not a nice guy, and if anyone messes with my girl, they’ll regret it. Got it?”

Robert, already feeling intimidated by Jeremiah’s presence, was even more scared by Andrew’s words. He edged closer to Victor. Victor watched the scene with a sarcastic look. He knew better than to provoke someone who Wyatt referred to as “Mr. Chavez without fully understanding his background.

Jeremiah stood in the hall, his face a mask of coldness. His jet-black, straight hair, sharply angled eyebrows, piercing blue eves, firm lips, and chiseled features made him a striking figure. The police officers present also recognized him. They had seen him before, wearing a formal military uniform, and they knew his ideritity was not something to be casually

mentioned

This man had arrived in a proper military uniform, and the police officers on duty that day naturally recognized him. However, they also knew that his identity was not something to be casually revealed.

The officer who had been talking to Robert hesitated for a moment before approaching again. His attitude had completely changed; he bowed slightly, looking at Jeremiah with a mix of respect and admiration. “Good afternoon, sir. Are you here about the gun incident? Mr. Chappell is personally conducting the interrogation. Would you like me to call him out?”

The sudden change in the officer’s demeanor left the other people in the lobby quite surprised. Victor’s face tightened, and just as the words were spoken, the door to the interrogation room opened. Andrew came out, leading Bonnie to Jeremiah’s side. In the distance, Robert and Victor looked visibly uncomfortable.

room to verify their authenticity. As he stepped out, he saw Jeremiah,

held backward, making the text unreadable. He frowned.

exactly who Jeremiah was asking about. He answered respectfully, “Mr. Chavez, she’s in the interrogation room.” Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a cold aura emanating from Jeremiah. A chill ran up his spine. Reading people

room?”

cold sweat from his forehead. “Mr. Chavez, it was Ms. Zeller who requested to be questioned. She wanted to avoid any trouble

the tension in his mind ease. No wonder he’s the only major

“I’m taking the person with me. Someone will handle the

a complex Expression. “Mr. Chavez, maybe… maybe

words on the document, his brows furrowed. Even someone as calm as Jeremiah was slightly surprised, though the surprise quickly faded, and he didn’t lose his

he said.

everyone in that organization has a unique code, and Jeremiah must know it too. I remember Wyatt mentioning that the organization once tried to recruit Mr. Chavez, but he refused. It’s quite a coincidence that while

and walked out. He still needed to contact higher-ups to verify the

to intercept him. Ever since Zane had taken office, the Carter family had tried every possible method to win him over. They had offered money and

acumen, only thought about getting Zane to take their side for Winona. Victor, however, stayed put. Though he hadn’t heard the exact conversation between Zane and Jeremiah, Zane’s extremely respectful and even humble attitude made it clear that this was not a situation to meddle with. ‘My dad must have lost

“Mr. Chappell, I didn’t expect

Robert, his expression softened slightly. Although the Carter family’s gifts had been repeatedly rejected, they still held significant influence in Seacrity, and some