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

Jeremiah glanced at the smug little boy with a smirk and said, “Getting a son out of nowhere–pretty nice, huh?”

The moment he said that, the boy couldn’t hold back anymore. He snapped, “What the hell? Don’t call me your son! I’m not your kid!”

Yvette, lounging casually with her chin resting on her hand, looked at the boy with a bored expression. “Are you done?”

The boy instantly deflated. His attitude vanished, and he hung his head, looking totally exhausted and defeated.

After a few moments, faint sobs echoed through the room. The boy’s shoulders shook as he tried to hold back tears, and it was so pitiful that Samantha couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sympathy. “Hey, kid, don’t cry. We can talk.”

Emmett and Charles stood nearby, indifferent. They didn’t see the boy as just a random kid. In a place like Voraxia, kids his age were already knee–deep in drug dealing and killing.

Eagle King watched the boy who was sobbing quietly. He scoffed and tossed the apple he was holding aside. He thought, “This little brat’s acting skills have definitely leveled up. He knows how to work that innocent little face to fool people.

It wasn’t the first time he had fallen for it, though. Back in the day, as the second–ranked assassin in the world, he was outwitted by a kid. If that ever got out, his reputation would have been completely destroyed.

The boy looked up, his big eyes staring at Samantha as she tried to comfort him. “I didn’t mean to cry. I just felt so excited to see Yvette. It has nothing to do with this gentleman. Please don’t misunderstand him.”

Then, with a sweet look, he turned to Jeremiah and said, “Please don’t feel bad, okay?”

Jeremiah’s gaze darkened as he locked eyes with the boy.

The boy’s innocent eyes were glinting with an almost mischievous sparkle.

back any longer. “What the hell,

up and dusted himself off. Turning to Jeremiah, he said coldly, “Would you mind

Yvette and Jeremiah as if it were the most natural thing in the world. He sat straight–backed, all

and Charles exchanged glances. They heard Eagle King call the boy “Rodney“.

didn’t listen to you and came over to find you. Are you mad at me? Please don’t ignore me,

demeanor. Her eyes half–lidded, her

you wouldn’t be mad at me, Yvette. After all, I’m the cutest kid in the world, right? I know you love

someone else. Rodney cast a smug glance at Jeremiah, but

everyone, I’m Rodney, the best friend and also the best little

was something Rodney had crowned

you’re all wondering how Yvette and I met,

hand, resting on the armrest of the couch, stilled for moment. Rodney crossed his arms and began to recount the

pretty simple tale. When I first met Yvette, it was love at first sight. She came out of

young, but I’m a thoughtful man. When I grow up, I’m definitely going to

remained impassively seated on the couch, and

and patted Rodney’s perfectly styled hair, shaking

forward and looked at Yvette and Rodney’s playful interaction. “Uh, Yvette… Who is this kid?” She knew that his calling Yvette “Mom” was obviously

staring at Rodney’s face for

her hand, glancing at Rodney who was waiting obediently for her to introduce him. With a slow voice, she said, “Rodney is the largest arms supplier in Voraxia right

that nearly left them all speechless. “The man Yvette personally killed, Hadley, was this little

and Samantha. They thought, ‘What? No wonder the name “Rodney” sounded so familiar. Hadley? Rodney?