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

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In the Happy Family group chat, nearly everyone was present-Bagle King, Samantha, Andrew, Emmett, Charles, and the rest. The last ones to join were Rodney and Kash, all the way from Golden Triangle.

Eagle King was the most active member of the group, but his constant messages were often muted or ignored because he was just too noisy.

He loved to share tips on health and wellness or motivational quotes, claiming the world needed "truth, goodness, and beauty, although others thought his posts were borderline brainwashing.

If Eagle King hadn't become the group admin first, he would've been kicked out long ago,

Eagle King immediately posted the question Jeremiah called to ask in the group chat. Then, he sat down, watching Flying Fish shoot a scene nearby, not bothering to check his phone.

From experience, replies usually took ten minutes at the earliest sometimes up to half an hour. But this time, before Eagle King could even settle into his seat, his phone buzzed incessantly, the flood of notifications almost deafening. "What the heck? When did I get this popular?' he thought. Excited and trembling, Eagle King grabbed his phone to open the group chat,

The messages had already piled up to dozens. It was overwhelming, and for the first time, Eagle King experienced the chaos of being spammed. The first reply was from Andrew, who responded almost instantly.

[Wait, Eagle King, are you serious? Jeremiah called you in the middle of the night to ask who Coke is? Who the heck is Coke? I won't sleep tonight if I don't find out. Does anyone know? Speak up now!] he texted. Bonnie: [You're so nosy. Be careful, or Jeremiah will fly back from Mysonna just to deal with you. By the way, who's Coke? Im just asking for a friend.]

Samantha: [Bon, you're adorable. Logically speaking, Jeremiah's Coke must have something to do with Yve. Otherwise, there's no way he'd call to ask. Emmett, do you know what's going on?] She tagged Emmett. Emmett: [No clue. I just know Jeremiah and Yve went out for a late-night snack tonight. They're upstairs now. Never heard of this Coke.]

Bruce: [Agree with the above]

Bruce was usually quiet in the group, and it took big news like this to get him to post anything.

Sienna, lounging in Bruce's arms, sat up excitedly when she save the group messages, her face full of gossip.

[I think this Coke is definitely a big deal. Just the name screams drama. Could they be Jeremiah's new rival in love?] she texted.

Frankie [This person must be super important if they've made Jeremiah feel threatened. I really want to see who this Coke is. Haha, another rival for Jeremiah! Last time, it was Rodney; now it's Coke. Poor guy.] Chris: [Nobody is worthy of being Jeremiah's rival in love. His comment was a clear indicator of his die-hard loyalty to Jeremiah,

glass of milk and typed a single line: [This so-called Coke dares to be Jeremiah's rival? If I don't even rank, who does think he

of the rainforest after training picked up his phone and

everyone speculating wildly, except for one person who hadn't said a word-Charles.

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was unwell and was swamped with labs projects. After thoroughly washing his hands, he glanced at his phone, say the multiple

and sent it: [Coke is the wild black

coffee cup and gazed out

taking a

to this revelation-Coke was just a bear. Keeping a wild black bear as a pet? That was such an Yvette thing to do. It took five minutes

I never brought this up? Someone, please tell Jeremiah who

Rodney, and Sienna

[Uh, am I the only one who thinks Yve keeping a

instantly: [Totally! We're so in

Bonnie logged off immediately.

the end, it was Emmett who put down his phone and sent Jeremiah a text message. He couldn't help but sigh. Since meeting Yve, Jeremiah has certainly encountered a

morning, Yvette and Jeremiah came downstairs after getting ready. Everyone else was already seated at the breakfast table. The moment they appeared, the group collectively put away their phones in one

Yvette exchanged a glance before taking their seats at the head of the table. Jeremiah calmly spread strawberry jam on Yvette's toast. Even such a simple act seemed elegant and

her chair, her gaze sweeping over a few guilty faces. Raising an eyebrow, she asked, "Are your phones

their heads frantically, especially Frankie, whose

front of her, then tapped bis

sent a chill down everyone's spine. Frankie shook his

"No, not really, Jeremiah