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 fear upon hearing

trying to get

even more

heightened as he caught Jeremiah’s sharp gaze

stopped Keira. “Shut up! When did we ever say that? Are you out of your mind? Don’t try to pin this

others quickly joined in

hadn’t forgotten about the

she’s lying.

innocent. You have to believe us! How could we possibly

Zeller, this woman is crazy. She’s just mad because Joel wants to break

we didn’t say anything

watched as the crowd

can say. They didn’t have the guts to say anything like that. This woman’s just trying to stir

for them,

to Yvette to

attention of everyone in the

had completely understood how much Yvette

rest her arm lazily on the couch, her shirt sleeves rolled up

over the

down her cocktail, tilted her head slowly, and asked Jeremiah, “I’m not good enough for you?

glanced around at

said sternly, “Not good enough? I’m the one who’s not good enough for

in the private room looked up

carried a

practically humbling himself

‘What kind of charm does Yvette have to make him say something like that? If even Jeremiah isn’t good enough for her, who

disbelieving crowd with her clear, bright

tone, she asked, “Did you all hear that

in the room instinctively nodded and said

response was more synchronized than a military drill

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

her eyes toward the empty glass on

silent request

she found Yvette rather hard

she resignedly began mixing another

imagined that she, a powerful CEO, would be reduced

she

refuse a stunning beauty with such a

turned as

tried to gain something

stir up

use

“If you break up with me, Joel, I’ll kill myself right here! Let’s see how the media