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

Jeremiah watched the two women walk away, speaking quietly.

He sighed and followed them–he had been used to such a situation.

The rest of the group quickly made way, knowing they didn’t have the same standing as Yvette to act so casually around him.

As the three took their seats, Jared began to liven up the atmosphere.

Everyone was now more reserved and cautious, casting furtive glances toward the trio on the couch every now and then.

To be fair, the sight of the three of them sitting together was truly pleasing to the eyes.

Keira, seeing things not going her way, clenched her teeth in frustration.

She turned to Joel, who had just recovered from his shock, and tears instantly welled–up in his eyes.

“Joel, please forgive me! I’ll never do it again, I swear!” she sobbed.

Joel looked at her impatiently and forcefully shook her hand off.

Without mercy, he said, “Keira, let’s part ways amicably. Leave now.”

Irritated by Joel’s ruthlessness, Keira snapped and lost control of her emotions.

She thought, ‘Without Joel’s backing, those I’ve offended through his influence will surely retaliate against me. I can’t let that happen; I might as well go all out and take him down with me.’

With a crazed expression, she screamed, “Joel, since you’re so heartless, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

Joel’s heart skipped a beat as he looked at the frantic Keira.

He thought, ‘What is this woman planning to do?‘

Keira’s outburst brought the lively atmosphere to an abrupt silence.

Just as Samantha finished mixing a cocktail for Yvette, the music halted, and all eyes shifted toward the commotion.

Only Jeremiah and Yvette remained unaffected.

Jeremiah was focused on peeling an apple for Yvette without even lifting his head.

Yvette sipped her cocktail with her eyes lowered, contemplating whether or not to have another.

‘What if I get too tipsy and start a fight?‘ she thought, then glancing at Jeremiah, who was concentrating on peeling the apple. ‘Can he take a hit? To drink or not to drink–that’s the question.

Keira, furious at being ignored by the trio, yelled, “Ms. Zeller, did you know that before you arrived, everyone was saying Samantha was Mr. Chavez’s childhood sweetheart and that they were the perfect match? They said you came from a small city and weren’t good enough for him!”

Of course, Keira embellished that last part.

present froze in

to get us into trouble?‘ they

was even more

as he caught Jeremiah’s sharp gaze fixed on

did we ever say that? Are you out of your mind? Don’t try to pin

joined

hadn’t forgotten about the women

Zeller, she’s lying. We never said

Jeremiah, we’re innocent. You have to believe us! How could we possibly talk like that behind

this woman is crazy. She’s just mad because Joel wants to break up with her, so she’s randomly accusing

didn’t say anything

the crowd

said, “They’re smart enough to know what they can say. They didn’t have

speak up for them,

to Yvette to decide

of everyone in

had completely understood how much Yvette meant

her arm lazily on the couch, her

the room, and

asked Jeremiah, “I’m not

glanced around at

who’s not good enough for her, not

the private room looked up in

statement carried a lot

humbling

Yvette have to make him say something like that? If

at the disbelieving crowd with her

flat tone, she asked,

the room instinctively nodded and said

more synchronized than a military

speaking, they exchanged glances, thinking, ‘How embarrassing! How did we let ourselves be

at Samantha, motioning with her eyes toward the empty glass on

was a silent

eye twitched; she found Yvette

a word, she resignedly began

never imagined that she, a powerful CEO, would be reduced to a

she

a stunning beauty

face turned as

now, she felt like someone who had tried to gain

up trouble had

planned to use her usual dramatic antics

a lunatic at Joel, “If you break up with me, Joel, I’ll kill