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

this reckless woman trying to get us into trouble?‘ they

was even

caught

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

joined in to

hadn’t forgotten about the women

Zeller, she’s lying. We never

How could

because Joel wants to break

we didn’t say anything

the crowd anxiously tried to

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 up

Samantha speak up for them,

to Yvette

attention of everyone in

completely understood how much

rest her arm lazily on the couch, her shirt sleeves

cold eyes swept over the room, and her

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

around at

not good

in the private room

statement carried a lot

practically humbling himself for

say something like that? If

crowd with her clear, bright

flat tone, she asked, “Did you all hear

instinctively nodded and said in

synchronized than

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

look at Samantha, motioning with her eyes toward

was a silent request

eye twitched; she found Yvette rather

she resignedly began mixing another

she, a powerful CEO, would be reduced to a

she couldn’t

a stunning beauty with

as pale

tried to gain something

attempt to stir up trouble

didn’t work, she planned to use her usual dramatic

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