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.”

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

and the ambulance came and took the disheveled 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 all over the local headlines

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

right. So, Samantha, who had never apologized to anyone in over twenty years, admitted her mistake this time. She faced Charles and said, “I really owe you an apology for

hesitated for a moment and stepped forward, standing in front of Samantha, his tall presence radiating a

moved. She thought, ‘Had the day finally come when Andrew

at the two siblings who seemed deeply attached to each other and snorted. However, the next second, Andrew extended his hand in 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,

his life. He was now questioning

earlier feelings of being touched were completely wasted. She thought, ‘Do I have a younger brother? I am sure I

at the empty 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 a low voice, “Enough for now let’s drink again next

seemingly bathed in golden light under the setting sun.

smile that reached her eyes, with light and shadow mingling, like the brightness of blooming flowers, which made Jeremiah’s breathing

Yvette nodded obediently.

sitting even straighter than a primary school student. Jeremiah sighed and thought, ‘Alright. She was being so well–behaved; she must be drunk

deep voice, “Forget it, let’s leave the

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 heart that it was only because of Yvette. Turning her head, Samantha finally had the chance to look at Jeremiah

on the couch without any expression, and the empty wine glass in front of her, she knew it was all

and replied in a deep voice, “Two