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.

froze in fear upon

woman trying to get us into trouble?‘ they

was even

panic heightened as he caught Jeremiah’s sharp gaze

Are you out of your mind? Don’t try

joined in to

hadn’t forgotten about the women locked

Zeller, she’s lying. We never said such

You have to believe us! How could we possibly talk like that behind

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

swear we didn’t say

crowd anxiously tried

smart enough to know what they can say. They didn’t have the guts to say anything like

speak up for them, everyone gave

it was up to Yvette

attention of everyone in the room returned to

completely understood how much Yvette

on the couch, her shirt sleeves

over the room, and her delicate brows arched

and asked Jeremiah, “I’m

glanced around at the uneasy

who’s not good enough for her, not the other

room looked up

a lot

humbling himself

Yvette have to make him say something like that?

crowd with her

tone, she asked, “Did you all

room instinctively nodded and said in unison,

synchronized than a military

How did we let ourselves

to look at Samantha, motioning with her eyes

a silent

twitched; she found

she resignedly began mixing another

imagined that she, a powerful CEO, would be reduced to

she

refuse a stunning beauty with

as pale

had tried to gain something but ended up

up

use her usual dramatic antics

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