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

Yvette suggested having a barbecue and Andrew took on the role of grill master. As he looked at the newly set-up grill in front of him, he felt somewhat melancholy. He really wasn’t confident about handling this task.

Andrew turned his head to glance at Jeremiah, who was diligently threading items onto skewers in the pavilion, trying to win a smile from his sweetheart. Seeing this, Andrew knew he had to not only do the job but do it well. He thought to himself, Besides, it’s not just anyone I’m assisting, but my dearest Jeremiah. Mainly, I can’t stand the way Jeremiah looks at me. But Mr. Chavez is truly cunning. He skewers food right next to his sweetheart. Such a scheming boy! Who are these two trying to show off their affection to?

Andrew turned his head and saw Charles in front of him, busy starting a charcoal fire. He suddenly felt a lot more balanced and thought. If even an artist is engaged in such a task, why should I feel upset? I might as well get back to work. However, before starting, Andrew mischievously approached Charles and watched him start the fire skillfully, thinking to himself, Wow! Artists are really good at lighting fires these days?’

Andrew said to Charles, “Hey, you’re pretty skilled at this. It feels like you do this every day, doesn’t it?” Charles glanced at the grinning Andrew and thought, ‘Compared to Mr. Chavez, this man might be more to my liking. Simple-minded people are quite nice. Charles placed the lit coals to the side and skillfully fanned them to make the flames stronger.

Charles spoke up, “Practice makes perfect.” He glanced at Yvette in the distance and said, “It was Yve who taught me how to start a fire. His gaze softened with a hint of nostalgia in his voice. Charles thought, ‘It must have been ten years ago. I joined the Seventy-Two Chambers with a relatively high position, so I never bothered with such trivia myself. I was fine with killing, but not so good with starting fires. Later, when Yve took me as a disciple and we were the only two left training in the base, the task of starting fires and grilling meat fell to me every day.

Upon hearing this, Andrew was taken aback and thought, ‘Wow! I don’t expect that Yvette taught Charles that much, not only how to paint but also how to start a fire. Her teaching covers a really wide range of topics! She’s aiming to cultivate his all- round abilities!’

Andrew remarked with emotion, “Charles, you really got a great deal by taking her as your mentor.” Charles nodded solemnly. “Yeah, the best decision of my life was taking Yve as my mentor.”

Seeing that everything was ready, Andrew quickly returned to his spot and gazed at the meat in front him. He vowed to himself that he would grill the best skewers of his life for the sake of Mr. Chavez’s love.

Ten minutes later, Yvette, Jeremiah, and Charles gathered around Andrew. They looked at Andrew, who had soot all over his face and the strings of charred, unrecognizable items in his hands. They all fell silent together.

was near

skewers in Andrew’s hand and coughed awkwardly. “What on earth is

back of his head and nervously explained, “These are beef skewers. I just didn’t get the cooking time right, so they’re a bit overdone, but I promise they still taste great. They just don’t look very good,

said, “Edible? Come on, do you think our stomachs can

“beef skewers” in front of him, nodded and said in a serious tone, “Andrew, is this what you

make a mistake.” In reality, this was his first time grilling, but he would never admit it. He volunteered to grill for a simple reason that the other two men were showcasing their skills and techniques, so he had to find something to show off as well. He thought that cooking the meat would be an easy task, but who knew it would be so uncontrollable. It burns so easily. It was so

hands in her pockets, with her eyes half-closed. She glanced at the three of them and spoke in a lazy,

and Andrew could react, and urged the other two to doing so. “Hurry up! Yve is going to grill the meat

meat herself, there was no need to

say a word. He thought Wait till Andrew tries the grilled meat made by Yve and see if he’ll still talk like that. Yve is

to

raised his eyebrow. “Let

obediently. Yvette extended her beautiful, slender fingers and tapped on his chest, with a faint smile playing on her lips. She said, “My

And let me eat well and be satisfied? That’s probably difficult!’ Jeremiah smiled and nodded. “Alright, I’ll make sure to eat

stone by her foot, glanced at him