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

trying to get

even

as he caught

we ever say that? Are you out of your mind?

joined in to

the women

Ms. Zeller, she’s lying. We never said such

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

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

swear we didn’t say anything

the crowd anxiously

expressionless face, and said, “They’re smart enough to know what they can say. They didn’t have the guts

Samantha speak up for them, everyone

up to Yvette to decide what to

everyone in the room returned to

completely understood how much

her arm lazily on the couch,

the

and asked Jeremiah, “I’m not good enough for you? Is that so? Do

around at

I’m the one who’s not good enough for her, not

the private room

statement carried a lot

humbling himself

that? If even Jeremiah isn’t

crowd with

tone, she asked, “Did

in the room instinctively nodded and

more synchronized than a military drill

they exchanged glances, thinking, ‘How embarrassing! How did we let ourselves be so completely intimidated by

with her eyes toward the

silent request for

twitched; she found

word, she resignedly began

would be reduced to a

she couldn’t help

a stunning

face turned as pale as a

who had tried to gain

attempt to stir up trouble

didn’t work, she planned to use her usual

you break up with me, Joel, I’ll