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

In the master bedroom on the second floor, Yvette looked at the freshly renovated room. The decor was totally her style- simple and elegant–and it was clear thought had gone into it.

The phone rang, and when Yvette answered, Jeremiah’s face filled the screen. The background was still his office decor; obviously, he hadn’t gone home yet.

After Jeremiah met Yvette, he finally understood the saying “Absence makes the heart grow fonder.” It hadn’t even been a day since they parted, and he had already begun to miss her. Jeremiah’s voice was low, “Back to the Chambers residence?”

Yvette casually took off her coat, her voice low and husky. “Yeah, I’ll be staying here for a while.”

Jeremiah wasn’t surprised; he already knew about Zachary’s situation. Although he had used the simplest method all these years, it really hadn’t been easy.

But if it were him, he certainly wouldn’t have put up with being with another woman for so long. Anyone who dared to mess with Yvette, he’d make sure they regretted it deeply.

Jeremiah said, “Alright, I’ll come back to Seacrity to be with you after I finish my military duties.”

Yvette nodded, looking at him with a deep gaze. “Button up.”

Jeremiah looked down and realized two of his buttons had come undone without him knowing. He smiled and reached out his well–defined fingers to slowly button them back up, taking a whole minute for a task that could have been done in seconds.

Yvette watched him, raising an eyebrow with a hint of amusement in her eyes. He was becoming more playful, getting better at using his charms.

After finishing with the buttons, Jeremiah looked up with an innocent expression. “Sorry about that, the buttons just slipped open.”

Yvette chuckled softly, twirling the coffee cup between her fingers as she observed Jeremiah’s posture, and whispered, “You said the exact same thing last time.”

anymore. Yvette is no longer falling for

a group of students. They

University, captured in a candid shot on the forum, with her head down, revealing only half of her beautiful face. The students

she looked at the boys

became the top trending topic. The Argrol University fan club had arrived at the school early with banners, waiting

student from the Department of Foreign Languages, a boy named Connor, with black–rimmed glasses. He stepped forward excitedly and said to Yvette, “Uh…Ms. Zeller, hello! I’m Connor, a sophomore in the Department

back to Argrol University. We’ll always support you, you’re forever

Lately, besides attending classes, he’s been spending his time starting threads about Yvette on online forums. Now, he’s gained some recognition as a popular thread

soon as Connor fmished speaking, people around him immediately started chanting slogans. “Goddess, Goddess, we are crazy

Goddess, you’re the best, you’re

“Goddess, marry me…”

raised her hand, and the crowd immediately quieted down, looking at her with eager anticipation. She glanced at the

quickly noticed Yvette standing in the crowd, surrounded by students holding various colorful

arms and exclaimed, “Yvette, you’re really famous all over the country now. You’ve already topped the fan rankings on the forum. These fans

have been thrilled, but he knew that Yvette didn’t like this kind

words, Connor immediately responded, “Okay, okay, Goddess, don’t worry! We, your fans, are very respectful and we won’t cause any

they retreated quickly and in an orderly manner. The previously crowded entrance quickly became quiet, with only a few people

amazed at the speed of the fans‘ retreat. This organization was quite disciplined, but they looked like they were hired. Andrew and Charles walked over. “Yvette, your fans are really impressive. Look how quickly they

a well–organized and disciplined fan club..” Charles agreed with Andrew this time. It was hard not to admire such

physics classroom while Andrew accompanied Charles to complete

what major to choose. He graduated with top marks in finance from the top university in Mysonna. Further study seemed pointless until Samantha reminded him of something. “If you’re an assassin, majoring in law seems like a perfect