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

Victor stood quietly for a moment. With bloodshot eyes, he looked up at Robert.

After some inner struggle, he silently swallowed the words he wanted to say.

Robert felt a chill from a nervous sweat down his back and was stunned.

It seemed that the truth that Winona’s child wasn’t Victor’s, but his was destined to remain a secret forever.

Otherwise, with Claude’s current dislike for Winona, even he might end up in big trouble.

Victor said, “Grandpa, once Winona has the baby, I’ll personally see her off. Don’t worry, I won’t marry a woman like her. There’s no way she could be the future hostess of the Carter family

Robert was so flustered that he couldn’t help but stand up for Winona, Victor, let’s discuss this later. She’s carrying your child, after all. Isn’t it too heartless to be so cold!”

Robert’s words made the three others on the couch turn to look at him.

Even Rebecca was a little surprised when her dad became so kind-hearted.

Victor clenched his fists silently, his face showing a fierce expression.

Claude, in anger, grabbed the coffee mug from the table and threw it right at Robert’s head.

Robert let out a pained cry, completely losing his cool.

He clutched his injured, swollen head. “Dad, did I say anything wrong again? Winona’s baby is definitely the child of the Carter family. She’s usually so nice. And Yvette, she’s no angel either, daring to wield a gun in broad daylight. What’s it got to do with Winona? It’s only natural for a pregnant woman to faint from fright, right?”

Even now, Robert was still adamantly blaming Yvette and believed she was at fault.

The gaze of Claude darkened slightly when he heard this.

A chilling gloom took over the murkiness in his eyes.

He picked up his cane and struck Robert’s leg fiercely.

He used a lot of force. Robert was hit so hard that he fell to the ground, grimacing in pain.

“You useless creature, how did I end up with such a worthless child like you? Once Winona has the baby, she must be sent away. Whether she survives or not has nothing to do with our Carter family. Got it? That girl Yvette is so mysterious that she might have a bigger force supporting her. Look at the Smith family-it’s the perfect example. Do you really think the fading Chambers family alone could make the Smith family go bankrupt in just a few days? You’re way too najve I’m sure that Yvette has gotten behind this along with her boyfriend. I’ve already asked my contacts in Betrico-to Took into it. You guess what? As soon as they hear his name, they don’t even dare to respond and just hang up. What does that tell you? It means this man is someone our Carter family can’t even touch.”

no idea this

terrified, Robert didn’t dare to speak

up from the floor and settled back on the couch. He was dispirited as his face was swollen and his

hurt.

took a sip of coffee and calmed his breath, his expression icy. The situation is what

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from Betricons quickly as possible, and reclaim all investments to minimize the losses. Let’s

and her tense expression slightly

“Sure, Grandpa, give me a week. I’ll handle everything and even

lot better now and nodded

had put into mentoring Rebecca was finally paying

Rebecca was top-notch. If it weren’t for the drag of Winona, our Carter family would have been a part of the elite circles of Betrico because of her hard

generous gift and personally deliver it, no matter how the Mitchell family reacts.

unreadable. He looked at Claude and said, “Grandpa, I’ll personally visit Bonnie tomorrow

‘My grandson has finally learned isn’t embarrassing. Getting what you want and achieving your goals is more important than

like your father, just

his dad in

a bit of resentment

making beef pasta he had recently learned for Yvette in the

a relaxed pace. His tall and straight silhouette looked particularly

was covered with a white towel, her features striking and delicate, the oversized

she walked over to the couch, sank

delicate eyebrows arched slightly as she rested her chin on one hand, feeling quite at

turned and went to the living room, handing the freshly

Yvelle,

her hair. “Drink soute water. It’s just the

wove through Yvette’s hair, their

an eyebrow with a low voice. “Don’t look at

her tiny toes, a smile on her lips, amusement twinkling in her

skilled,” said

grew deeper, which reflected only her image. “Are you a pro driver? You’re

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