Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

Yvette was quite sure that a certain man had slept beside her all night. She looked down at her pajamas. They were new, and it was the first time she had worn them. She thought, ‘Who changed them?’ It was obvious, no questions needed.

Yvette got up, put on her slippers, and got out of bed. She opened the door and walked to the stairs, where she ran into Jeremiah, who was on the phone going up. Jeremiah paused when he saw her. Then he said to the person on the other end, “Got it, I’ll handle it.” He hung up the phone afterward.

Jeremiah looked at Yvette gently and said. “Awake? Hungry? I made you some breakfast, your favorite little pierogies, this time with shrimp filling.” This was a new filling Jeremiah had recently learned. He thought that Yvette would get tired of eating the same thing all the time, so it was necessary to try different flavors.

Yvette lifted her eyelids. Her eyes still held a touch of sleepy laziness. She said slowly, “Did you eat?”

Jeremiah had bloodshot eyes, as he barely slept last night. Jeremiah replied, “Not yet, I’m waiting for you.”

At the dining table. Yvette took a bite of the small pierogies, still warm and perfectly seasoned. Jeremiah’s cooking skills were improving greatly.

Yvette wiped her mouth, looked up, and her gaze landed on Jeremiah. His deep, dark eyes were slightly narrowed. She cleared her throat, “I drank yesterday, did I hurt you?” Based on past experiences, whenever she got drunk, someone ended up being the victim, and it was usually Jeremiah.

She looked around. She thought, ‘He didn’t have any injuries? Could it be my stamina have dropped recently? Didn’t manage to hurt him? But that seemed unlikely!

Jeremiah put down his chopsticks, seeing her act like she forgot everything. There was a hint of amusement in his eyes. He thought, ‘Yvette’s memory loss from drinking is impressively complete. She almost beat someone to death last night and now is totally oblivious?’

Jeremiah didn’t answer right away. He pulled out the newspaper from the table and handed it to Yvette.

Yvette took it without hesitation. She took a glance and thought, A tabloid?’

headline: [Famous Model Was Brutally Attacked, Suffers Multiple Injuries, And Announced Retirement From Modeling Today.], [Is Keira Quitting Modeling Due To An Accident, Or Was It Orchestrated By Someone With Ill- Intentions?], [Who Attacked

fingers tapped gently on the table, and she was silent for half a minute. Then she lifted her eyes to Jeremiah and asked with confusion, “This woman looks familiar. Why are you

and amused, “Last night, at Sky Nimbus, you beat

woman in the newspaper, looking a bit puzzled. She couldn’t recall how it happened. She thought, ‘Did I harm someone innocent? This might be difficult to handle. Usually, when she drank too much, she’d spar with skilled fighters, and most of the time, it was the Eagle King. This was the first time she hit an

situations like this, should I offer compensation? How much should I pay? Would

idea why. He thought, ‘How could Yvette be so adorable? She probably didn’t

set on ending it all, but after having a good talk with you, she realized she wanted to live and make the most

still doubtful, asked-again,

looked at her sincerely and replied, “Really, you saved her

drinking could end with saving a life. She should tell the Eagle King about this. So he wouldn’t always

and continued sipping his soup. He thought, ‘Is this what it’s like to soothe a child?’ Today he finally got the hang of

days left until the Ybaullan delegation visited Clusia. Recently, he’s been coordinating with Betrico University to decide on someone to compete against Kaiden Harper and Robin Jenkins. The candidate selection was still hotly debated and Jeremiah would have the final say. This was no small matter. The match’s outcome would impact Clusia’s honor and reputation,

phase, and what she held was the last version. Whether they could launch by the end of the year depended on how quickly Yvette

from Howard. It was the first time the two had contacted each other since the Smith family in Seacrity dealt with the Chambers family. Howard knew this person’s temperament-unless there’s

finger, and answered the call. The voice on the line was

to reach out to the

clock. It was exactly 11:30. She paused for two seconds. “Okay, Howard, 1 PM this afternoon at 401, Building

too far, but not too close to Jeremiah’s villa. It was the set James had given Yvette. Howard