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

Jeremiah glanced around the private room at the three people inside.

His eyes landed on Charles’ face, pausing for a moment before he calmly withdrew his gaze.

A few days ago, Charles’ information had been on his desk, and Jeremiah hadn’t expected to see him so soon in Clusia,

Charles, in turn, was taken aback by Jeremiah’s strikingly handsome face, causing him to loosen his grip on his fork.

‘So, Yvette’s boyfriend is a young major general in Clusia? Holy shit!’ he wondered.

In that moment, Charles couldn’t find the right words to describe his feelings.

He could only think, ‘Yvette is amazing.

Andrew looked at Jeremiah with a sense of grievance.

From the moment Jeremiah entered, he glanced at Charles briefly before fixing his gaze entirely on Yvette.

Andrew, a handsome guy, was completely overshadowed.

Andrew spoke up. “Jeremiah, you finally made it!”

He stood up from his chair, and with each step he took, the overwhelming smell of canned herring grew stronger.

Jeremiah took a couple of steps back.

The odor was too much for Jeremiah, a complete germaphobe, to handle. His serious aversion to strong smells made it unbearable.

With a cold expression, he said to Andrew, “Sit back down.”

Andrew immediately understood why Jeremiah looked that way.

‘Oh no! My image has been ruined by this herring smell!’ he thought to himself.

With a long face, Andrew plopped back down onto his seat.

‘Alright, forget it. Whatever… he comforted himself as he wondered.

Jeremiah walked over to sit next to Yvette.

She looked up at him as he settled beside her.

Her eyes were pure and cool, and her voice was sweet. “Have you eaten yet?”

Jeremiah’s eyes, usually so deep and reserved, now sparkled with tenderness as he turned his head slightly and replied, “Not yet. I just finished handling some matters at the military district before coming here.”

After Yvette started dating Jeremiah, she noticed that his eating habits were quite irregular.

He was very picky with his food.

Although he would accompany Yvette to eat everything she loved, he rarely ate more than a few bites.

Yvette took the various pieces of steak cut from the serving plates and piled them onto Jeremiah’s plate until it was overflowing.

‘So much meal! Yvete must

so biased. At least

taken aback. ‘My steak? I had been eyeing it for

particularly fond of meat, he felt he had to eat it

down her fork, Yvette pointed at the composed Charles and

fork

had been suspicious of for so long turned out to be

Andrew rubbed his chin.

forth between Charles and

is just over twenty. Is Yvette really his mentor? Why

concluded in

person. I can’t treat her like a normal person

been a waste of time, not to mention he had ended up smelling terrible. ‘I’m so pathetic,’ he

a gentle and restrained

the underworld, he had learned to disguise himself and avoid

card would be

said earnestly, “Hello, Lady

understanding, Yvette was undoubtedly the one

major general in Clusia or the president of

he didn’t see anything wrong to address Jeremiah

who had just taken a bite of food, suddenly sprayed it all over the

staried at Charles in

Lady Boss! This is insane!

his phone, thinking

thought about it, the more he feared that if

definitely not as brave as Charles. Better play

hesitation. Andrew decided

just called Mr.

minute had

[Get lost. If you want to die, don’t drag me

lips at her cold

Abandoned me at

heard the words, his gaze sharp and icy as he stared

of killing intent

a terrifying aura,’ he

mild amusement.

sure Charles did it on

the next moment, the murderous intent

head slightly, his eyes half-closed in a

never thought I’d see the day where

sending his text when he heard Jeremiah’s

slipped from his hand and clattered to the

Jeremiah doing? Is he acting?

expression sent a wave of goosebumps all over

It was disturbing.

his name known in Betrico at the age

he was