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

Samantha choked up for a moment and thought, ‘Since he’s not afraid of losing face, why should I be?‘

Samantha sat back in her chair, glanced around at everyone. She cleared her throat gently and said, “Three years ago, I went to South East Aploth to expand our company’s projects and partnered with a local firm. However, they pulled a fast one on me by hiring someone to rob me of my wallet and luggage. Unable to reach anyone at that moment, I ended up encountering him in a dark alley near a bar.”

As Samantha spoke, she pointed to Charles, whose face was stone–cold, and her expression became a bit unnatural. After a brief pause, she continued to say, “At that time, he seemed to be wounded by a gunshot in the alley. I noticed a black suitcase nearby, filled with quite a bit of cash. So, I just took a few bills to tide me over.”

Jeremiah glanced at Samantha and thought, “If it were as simple as that, Charles wouldn’t be this angry.”

Upon hearing this, Andrew felt immense sorrow and anger. He thought, ‘None of us knew about this. That bold and reckless South East Aploth company actually dared to target his sister. What an idiot!”

Andrew was furious and asked, “Samantha, what’s the name of that company? Do they go bankrupt?”

Samantha glanced at Andrew, and said, “Of course, I wouldn’t let someone like that off easily. After I came back, I used my own ways to bring that company down.” Thinking about it now, her voice turns cold. Then she continued to say, “I brought that company down back then and the person behind the scheme is probably picking trash somewhere now.”

Andrew thought Charles was upset over this, so he quickly patted Charles on the shoulder and said, “Bro, if it’s because my sister took your money, I apologize for her. Let me treat you to a meal and some drinks, and please don’t be upset anymore.”

Charles looked at Samantha.

He said with his eyes flickered, “Go on.”

Charles wasn’t upset about just money. With some reluctance, she explained to Charles, “At that time, I really had no choice. My suitcase was robbed, and I didn’t even have any clothes to wear. It was so cold at night, so I just took off your shirt and wore it. Hey, at least I used your phone to call for

Charles to the hospital. Along the way, people took photos of him, a shirtless and injured man being carried out of a bar alley in the middle of the night. How could you possibly put a positive spin on that? By the next day, it was

her own. He thought, ‘If I were Charles, I would probably want to kill Samantha too. It was such a huge

in over twenty years, admitted her mistake

hesitated for a moment and stepped forward, standing in front

felt a bit moved. She thought, ‘Had the day finally come when Andrew was mature enough

a gesture of “please,” then stepped aside and said with a smile, “Charles, Samantha won’t fight back. So you better hurry and take this rare opportunity. Go ahead and don’t hesitate. Just make sure fot to hurt anyone innocent. Although we’re siblings, we’re

first time in his life. He was now questioning if these

touched were completely wasted. She thought, ‘Do I have a younger brother? I am sure I don’t. I have already decided on what his

wine glass in front of her, just about to pour herself another. Jeremiah’s large hand covered hers. He gave a slight smile and spoke in

hair, her exquisite features seemingly bathed in golden light under the setting

that reached her eyes, with light and shadow mingling, like the brightness of blooming flowers, which made Jeremiah’s breathing slow down for a moment. They were in their own world, into which no one else

Yvette nodded obediently.

in a hoarse voice, “Okay, no more drinking.” Then she placed her hands on both sides of her knees, sitting even straighter than a primary school student. Jeremiah sighed and thought, ‘Alright.

said in a deep voice, “Forget it,

seem like someone to mess with. After all, anyone who could.silently endure so much bloodshed surely wasn’t to be trifled with. Samantha knew in her

empty wine glass in front of her, she knew it was all over. She quickly stepped forward and asked Jeremiah, “Mr. Chavez, how many glasses has she

his temples, and replied