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

Charles was at a loss for words.

Right now, Andrew was just like a poor toy for the drunken Yvette.

Samantha got up and walked to the window.

Charles glanced over and thought, ‘Samantha’s just pretending to be careless. After all, Andrew’s her little brother.

But the next moment, Charles was almost knocked out of his senses when Samantha said to Jeremiah with her hands on her chin, looking at Andrew tied to the post in the yard, “Mr. Chavez don’t you think Yvette is being too nice to the brat? That model from last time was wretched compared to him. Yvette is sjich a kind girl”

Jeremiah put down his coffee cup, leaning back on the sofa with his legs crossed casually, and gave a slight nod.

“Yvette has always been kind.”

Shocked at their conversation, Charles thought, ‘What are these two talking about?

‘Even I as a devoted fan of Yvette find it unbelievable.

‘Kind? Yvette? Isn’t she the one in charge of the Seventy-Two Chambers and infamous for her cruelty throughout Mysonna’s underground world?

Imust have misheard. That’s the only explanation.’

In the yard, Andrew excitedly drew circles on the ground with his foot when he saw Samantha through the window.

He could have used his hands instead if he was not all tied up.

Both mentally and physically exhausted, Andrew never imagined that the opportunity he fought so hard for would end up like this.

Not only were his wishes shattered, but now his life might end here.

By now Andrew would be a fool if he couldn’t tell that Yvette was drunk, but he wondered in puzzlement, ‘How come she got drunk so easily?

‘Didn’t she claim she was good at drinking?

‘And why is she so scary when drunk?’

Samantha waved at Andrew after noticing his distress signal and walked back to the couch.

if I were a man, I’d compete with you for

said casually,

thought, ‘So what? I could at

coffee and thought, ‘I

nothing else I can

to

joined the conversation with the other

next day at eight o’clock, Yvette opened her eyes right on time, finding the space next to her as empty as usual except for a faint hint

to wash, selected a simple tracksuit from the closet, and went downstairs where Samantha, Andrew, and Charles were already waiting for her

but as soon as she sat down, Andrew sprang up from his chair and exclaimed, “Andrew reporting for

and Charles struggled to hold

eyes with a mix

glanced at Andrew who was saluting, and thought,

Charles and Samantha, both trying hard not

Yvette asked, her eyes innocent and bright, “What’s your deal?

my eyes were bruises left by her punching. My body is aching even after the entire night.

night when Yvette not only forced him to recite poems

you should “learn to live on

air can starve

stuff was that? And if I got it wrong, out came the stick, with no mercy whatsoever. Now Yvette forget

cautiously asked, “Yvette, have you

took a sip of her orange juice and said with a cool voice while looking seriously at Andrew, “I had

pitiful look and gritted his

“Yvette, you’re an amazing drinker, but don’t drink next

someone else next time?’ Andrew thought and slumped back into his chair, with a

covered in bruises, Yvette pressed her lips

glanced at Samantha and Charles and asked, “Was

looked at the two with eager anticipation and thought, ‘Please be honest and tell her the

her head. “No, it wasn’t you. How could you hit Andrew?

to Charles. “Is

nodded seriously. “Yes,

his finger in silence