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

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

even

as he caught Jeremiah’s sharp gaze fixed

we ever say that? Are you out of

quickly joined in

forgotten about the women locked

Ms. Zeller, she’s lying. We never

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

because Joel wants to break up with her, so she’s

we didn’t say anything like

as the crowd anxiously tried to

face, and said, “They’re smart enough to know what they can say. They

speak up for them, everyone gave

to Yvette to decide what to

in the room returned

had completely understood how much Yvette meant

on the couch, her shirt

eyes swept over the room, and her delicate

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

at the uneasy

one who’s not good enough

in the private room looked up

carried a lot

practically humbling himself

thought, ‘What kind of charm does Yvette have to make him say something like that? If

looked at the disbelieving crowd with

tone, she asked, “Did you all hear

in the room instinctively nodded

more synchronized than a military drill

glances, thinking, ‘How embarrassing! How did we let

to look at Samantha, motioning with her

silent request for

she found Yvette rather hard

word, she resignedly began mixing

that she, a powerful CEO, would be

she couldn’t

simply couldn’t refuse a stunning beauty

turned as

someone who had tried to gain something but ended up

to stir up trouble had

work, she planned to use her usual dramatic

up with me, Joel, I’ll kill myself right