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

Chapter 361 +5

It was already evening when they left Purplegold Estate. After learning that Yvette would be returning to Seacrity in a couple of days, James chatted with her for a while, reminding her to take care of herself and to let Jeremiah handle any dangerous situations. Jase nodded in agreement.

Jeremiah was speechless.

After Yvette and Jeremiah saw Jase and James off, the two casually walked to a night market and found a street vendor to sit down at.

The night market had just opened, so there weren't many people around. With Yvette wearing a baseball cap and a black mask covering half her face, most of the attention fell on Jeremiah, who was sitting on a shabby plastic stool, looking extraordinarily out of place with his impressive looks and affluent aura.

Jeremiah exuded an air of "stay away," causing many young women who wanted to approach him to hesitate, not daring to ask for his contact information. After he placed his order at the vendor, the surrounding tables filled up within a few minutes, with everyone subtly observing their table.

Yvette watched Jeremiah wiping the table, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly. Her voic showstopper."

flat. "You're quite the

Jeremiah looked up, frowning slightly, momentarily confused by her comment. When he scanned the area and noticed that ninety percent of the customers were women, it suddenly clicked. With his noble appearance and indifferent demeanor, he ignored the glances from the women around him, his eyes only on Yvette. He smiled faintly, which only made the surrounding women more eager. His voice lowered, tinged with a hint of reproach, as he leaned closer. "You're being unreasonable; it's not my fault."

Jeremiah's voice was deliberately low, carrying a magnetic charm that was both enticing and mischievous. He knew that young women were susceptible to this charm. 'Using good looks to gain some benefits for myself is only fair given this appearance.' Yvette smirked, dragging out her words. "I'm being unreasonable? You said the same thing when we were in bed. I remember you said you liked how unreasonable I was. Men's words can be so deceiving; I guess what I promised you is off the table." Jeremiah's expression stiffened, feeling like his world had just collapsed. He gritted his teeth and sat back down. "I'm the showstopper, you're the reasonable one. You promised; let's take care of it when we get back tonight." Suddenly, a loud crash echoed from a nearby table, where a big, burly man had flipped it over. A trembling woman crouched on the floor opposite him, her head buried in her chest, too frightened to look up. She appeared utterly helpless. Yvette turned to look at the man and woman, her gaze lingering on the woman for a few seconds, her expression neutral, before turning away.

the same, clearly having no intention

side, whispering and pointing at the two, mostly criticizing

wore a large gold watch and a heavy gold chain around his neck, giving off a total nouveau riche vibe. He pointed at the woman and yelled, "What are you pretending for? All I did was offer you a drink! I bought you so many things, and now you want to break up? If

her gaze to Yvette and Jeremiah's table. Her eyes wandered before finally settling back on the man, crying pitifully,

understand why she had changed so quickly. 'She

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With bloodshot eyes and fueled by alcohol, he picked up a chair, ready to smash

her feet and ran through the crowd to Jeremiah and Yvette's table. She pleaded with Jeremiah. "Sir, please help me! If not, he's going to

expensive and he was likely wealthy. Sympathy started pouring in, even from those who had been too scared to speak earlier. "Yes, sir, please help this poor woman! It could easily turn deadly,

man, he's clearly drunk and dangerous. If you can help

so pitiful; that man is old enough to be her father!" someone else

building a pagoda, sir. I'm sure your girlfriend

for the woman next to him, she won't even show her face; she must not look good Jeremiah ignored her plea, casually pouring orange juice

truly