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

Chapter 393

In the morning. Zachary rubbed his temples as he came down from the third floor. His last memory from yesterday was that he stood up, and then everything went blank. He thought. What did I do after I stood up?

“Why are my legs bruised and my arins sore like this? It feels like someone beat me up. But that’s impossible. This is the Chambers residence. Who would dare to lay a hand on me?”

Once Zachary got to the first floor and was about to ask the servant for a cup of black coffee, he noticed someone familiar sitting ahead. Then he was completely shocked.

He thought, “Can someone tell me why Jeremiah is here? Didn’t lie leave the Chambers residence yesterday? Where did he sleep last night?”

As a possibility occurred to him, Zachary, despite being slightly hungover, became fully alert. He thought, “Oh no, I got caught off guard. My poor Yvette.”

Raising his voice to its highest, Zachary shouted at Jeremiah’s back, “Why are you here? Didn’t you leave last night? Where did you stay?”

Hearing Zachary’s call, Jeremiah turned his head and showed not a hint of guilt. He appeared completely at ease. “Good

like it.” morning, Mr. Chambers. I made the breakfast myself. Let me know if you

Standing nearby, Lucas looked at the flustered Zachary and the composed Jeremiah, who looked effortlessly charming and confident and started the day by preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

He signed in his heart, “It’s so frustrating to compare Mr. Chambers with Mr. Chavez. How did I never notice how immature Mr. Chambers was before?”

Zachary walked over to the table and saw it was full of various dishes. He was a bit surprised; he really did not expect someone from a family like Jeremiah’s to be able to make a breakfast like this.

The food looked pretty appetizing. But then he thought, “So what? It doesn’t make up for him sleeping here. He did something unforgivable.”

Zachary sat down angrily at the head of the table, glaring directly at Jeremiah with a fierce look in his eyes. Jeremiah, however, sat serenely and unaffected, greeting him with a warm smile. The contrast between their expressions was striking.

not resist speaking up for Jeremiah. “Sir, Mr. Chavez stayed

was surprised when he heard Lucas say that Jeremiah stayed in the guest room, and his face changed right away. “You stayed in the guest room, huh? That’s fine. I’ll have the servant set up a room just

calmly. “Okay. Thank you,

go and tidy up the guest room on the fourth floor. From now on, it’ll

picked up the cup, and took a sip of black coffee. He felt Zachary’s intention was pretty clear. Yvette’s room was on the second floor,

to the second floor, Jeremiah had to go through the third floor where Zachary stayed. Lucas nodded his

since Jeremiah arrived, his standing in

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it would be just good–looking, but one bite proved him wrong. The taste was unexpectedly good, prompting him to take another bite quickly He

were already seated in the dining room, and both were almost done with their meals. Jeremiah had thoughtfully arranged Yvette’s favorite foods on a plate and placed it in front of

“Did you sleep

until after midnight last night, and

eyes. When it came to love, it was not what a man said

was definitely attentive to Yvette, and Zachary was quite

to ask Jeremiah what his grandfather’s name was yesterday.

yesterday, what’s your grandfather’s name? Since he isn’t retired yet, what does he do for

down his fork casually and said, “Mr. Chambers, my grandpa’s name is Jase. It’s

the name “Jase“. The more he

out, but he had a nagging feeling that this name was very familiar. Suddenly, a

the name of that distinguished figure? He was a genuine hero from the wartime era who fought against Ybaulla and is now one of the few elder statesmen left

Clifford is considered a hero of the peacetime, then Jase

Jase Jeremiah mentioned really be the Jase I’m thinking

was not true, but since Jeremiah’s father was

grandson made his mind reel. Lucas stood to the side with his legs trembling slightly. He thought, “Have I really just helped Mr. Jase Chavez’s grandson