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

Jeremiah appeared at the dessert shop wearing his military uniform. He exuded a chilling and authoritative presence, signaling others to keep their distance.

Every vehicle in the Skyland fleet was equipped with GPS, including the little black scooter Yvette had been riding lately. So as soon as his meeting ended, he came straight here. He was a bit surprised to see Aurora here.

Jeremiah, towering at six feet seven inches, created a strong sense of pressure over everyone in the room. His dark eyes were deep and mysterious. He glanced around the room. His gaze lingered slightly on someone, and a subtle hint of a smile appeared in his eyes. He thought, ‘Yvette must’ve kept her identity hidden, or else who knows how mom might have reacted?’

Yvette chose not to mention it, and Jeremiah didn’t expose her secret either. Then he turned his gaze back to Aurora.

As Jeremiah’s gaze swept over the group of women, including Darnell, their breathing became more controlled. They’d heard that Jeremiah had a reputation where even a frown could mean trouble. Eleanore especially wished she could grow wings and fly away.

The famous and elusive, youngest iron-willed Jeremiah of Clusia, renowned throughout Betrico, came in person. They wouldn’t be able to hold their cool.

Aurora exclaimed happily to Jeremiah, Jeremiah, why are you here? I haven’t seen you in a while, and you’ve become even more handsome! Truly my boy. You’ve inherited my good looks

Jeremiah paused slightly. He seemed a bit helpless. He said to Aurora, “Mom, being naturally good-looking doesn’t quite apply to me.”

Aurora looked unfazed. “I know. I just wanted to point out my own beauty. Don’t overthink it.”

Jeremiah was speechless.

Aurora was moved to tears. She was absolutely thrilled that Jeremiah came for her.

Aurora tiptoed and patted Jeremiah on the shoulder. She had a little smug grin on her face. “Jeremiah, what brings you here? Did your dad send you? He’s always worried too much. Doesn’t he know my fighting spirit? It’s such a hassle for you to come!”

Her words said one thing, but her expression said another. Acting all coy, her eyes had a little spark of arrogance in them. The rich ladies didn’t dare say a word since Jeremiah came in. They were secretly hoping for “the Living Reaper” to leave

soon.

of scared, hurt

a coincidence? Does he come here for coffee and desserts? Wait, he doesn’t like that at

Aurora’s thoughts

probably daydreaming again. So he looked

home today. It is definitely not the right day. How can

Betrico Police Station. Today, Mrs Chavez came here for coffee and had a run-in

don’t worry, Jeremiah. Mrs. Chavez wasn’t hurt. In fact, she handled those ladies herself. Before you arrived, she agreed to

cold sweat from his forehead. What Darnell saw in Jeremiah was command without anger? Just standing there, Jeremiah

down. His tone was calm, like

She knew Jeremiah well. She found Jeremiah seemed to be angry. She was confused since she didn’t lost anything. Aurora turned around, walked over

hand on top of her left hand. It was evident that a lot of care had been taken in

didn’t react much, just obediently allowed

who was standing not far away, stop for a moment. He knew very well

matter how he looked, there was something strange about Aurora’s hand. He hadn’t even held Yvette’s hand that many

new friend Yvette. She just helped me out. It was Yvette who stopped the door from being opened and didn’t let those women escape, saving me a lot of trouble.

so furious their eyes turned red. According to Aurora, if anyone ran away

continued, “Yvette, this is my son.

down.

look, one with a hidden smile, the other without any expression.

didn’t find anything unusual. Even if he saw a fairy, he’d probably have the same expression. She couldn’t imagine how

the woman across from him, then looked

From the way it sounded, he

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