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

trying to get us

was even more

as he caught Jeremiah’s sharp gaze

say that? Are you out of your mind? Don’t

joined in

forgotten about the women locked away

Zeller, she’s lying.

innocent. You have to believe us! How could we

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

we didn’t say

watched as the crowd

expressionless face, and said, “They’re smart enough to know what they can say. They didn’t have the guts to say anything like that. This woman’s just trying to stir

speak up for them, everyone gave her

up to Yvette to decide what to do

in the room returned to

completely understood how much Yvette meant to

arm lazily on the couch, her shirt sleeves rolled up

eyes swept over the room, and her

head slowly, and asked Jeremiah, “I’m not

around at the uneasy

I’m the one who’s not good

the private room looked

statement carried a lot

humbling himself for

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

at the disbelieving crowd

she asked, “Did you all

nodded and said in

synchronized than a military drill

did we let ourselves be so

turned to look at Samantha, motioning with her eyes toward the

silent

eye twitched; she found Yvette rather

she resignedly began mixing

would be reduced to a bartender for

swore she

a stunning beauty with such a commanding

face turned as pale

tried to gain something but ended up losing

attempt to stir up

that her tactic didn’t work, she planned to use her usual dramatic antics of crying

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