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

The next morning, Emmett dragged his suitcase into the living room. He saw two people already sitting at the table having breakfast and forced a slight smile. Plastering on a grin, he braced himself and walked up to say hello. “Mr. Chavez, Mrs. Chavez, good morning. It’s such a lovely day. If you have no other instructions, I’ll head to the airport. You two take your time. Bye, Yve.” With that, he was ready to make a quick getaway

Emmett was dragging her suitcase to the airport early in the morning, all because of that guy, Frankie.

Jeremiah casually handed a dumpling to Yvette and looked up. Watching Emmett as if he were about to take off running. He calmly asked, “Did you create the group chat?”

Yvette was focused on her bowl of dumplings, glancing up at the flustered Emmett.

Last night, Frankie took a screenshot of Emmett’s message in the group chat and sent it to Jeremiah. It worked out well–at least for Frankie–because the result was that Emmett got assigned to take over the gold mine project in Afria, while a was pulled back to Mysonna. If there was ever a perfect example of “brotherly loyalty,” Frankie showed it to the, fullest.

Cold sweat ran down Emmett’s back in an instant. He thought, ‘Isn’t this just adding insult to injury? I swear that the small group chat was only created back then to help save Jeremiah. Who could’ve known that Frankie, that bastard, would use me as a trade to get back to Mysonna?‘ What a heartless move. When Emmett got back from Afria, the first thing he’d do was head to the States and castrate him.

Emmett quickly explained, “Mr. Chavez, I created this group when you went missing in the rainforest to help keep everyone in contact, definitely not to spread gossip. You have to believe me.”

Yvette finished her last dumpling. She shot him a quick glance, tapping her toes. She thought, ‘Isn’t this a self–confession?‘

Emmett clearly hadn’t realized what he said that was wrong yet. His face was full of sincerity. Jeremiah looked at him with a knowing smile and said, “Not bad.” And with that, he waved his hand.

Seeing the situation, Emmett immediately grabbed his luggage and bolted outside. In just a few seconds, he was gone, leaving behind any semblance of his cool demeanor. Forget being aloof; right now, escaping was the most important thing He thought, ‘Didn’t I just see the look in Jeremiah’s eyes, like he wants to stab me? If I don’t run now, when will I?‘

As for what Jeremiah called “not bad,” Emmett only realized how off that sounded after he got on the plane. Something felt wrong about it. When he arrived in Afria, he understood. What was supposed to be three days of work had turned into half a month. Being stuck in that godforsaken place felt like his limbs were about to start atrophying.

took a liking to Emmett, constantly shouting that they wanted

expecting anything in return. Emmett’s body and mind suffered greatly from it, and for quite some time after he returned, he felt a wave of dread every time he saw a

He wanted to take her on a tour of the physics lab. Yvette was silent for a few seconds,

after dinner? Do you want to come to the military base with

taking a vacation doesn’t really

do people keep wanting to take me to these secret places? The National

cool and clear. “I can’t go, I have

cup. His expression deepened, and his voice dropped

think

of water. He nodded and didn’t ask anything else. Yvette was actually busier than him, not taking a break

arrived in Betrico. James must genuinely like

researchers with clearance, only James has the authority

at her face, and exclaimed with a sigh, I

those words came from such a strong and cold man like Jeremiah. Maybe this is the insecurity in love, Jeremiah never thought there’d be a day he

woman to wait around. I don’t need to rely on anyone else. True strength is what really matters, and that’s how I’ve lived my life. Being in a relationship isn’t going to change who I am, so

voice lowering with a playful

words were both bold and arrogant, yet no one could find a reason to argue. Yvette was just that strong, with

‘How did she discover those novels I had

clothes, he exuded an air of elegance and nobility. His handsome, calm profile seemed to glow with a soft golden light. His gaze lingered on the slender curve of Yvette’s exposed neck, and his thin lips pressed together slightly. Such a beautiful neck, yet without a mark, it felt incomplete. In a deep