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

Chapter 582

Jeremiah paused for a but, then replied to Paolo with a calm face, "Sure, I'll visit you if I have the time." As Paolo was Yvette's mentor and elder, Jeremiah showed extra respect.

Paolo waved at them. "Off you go. Stop being eyesores Though he said this, the reluctance in his eyes betrayed his true feelings.

Yvette squinted her eyes, gave Paolo a nonchalant glance, and slowly said, "I'm off. With that, she turned and left, her every movement exuding a carefree vibe. Jeremiah nodded to Paolo and then followed him. Frankie was the only one left, not in a hurry to leave, lost in thought.

Paolo turned to glance at Frankie, frowning. He left. What is he still doing here? he wondered.

Seeing Paolo's disdainful look, Frankie rubbed his nose. "Mr. Fontana, have you ever thought about the possibility that Mr. Chavez might never retire?"

The question left Paolo confused and wondering, "What's the deal with the Clusian military? Do they want Jeremiah to serve until he's old? That's just too much!

Frankie saw Sienna waving at him from a car in the distance and, ignoring the stunned Paolo, quickly said. "Mr. Chavez is the youngest general currently in Clusia." Paolo was left alone, utterly baffled by what he just heard. The youngest general in Clusia? he thought.

In the car, Jeremiah was driving, Yvette sat in the front seat, and Frankie and Sienna were in the back.

When they drove away, Sienna saw Paolo standing at the door, looking completely shocked and confused. Curiously, she asked, "What did you say to Paolo, Frankie?"

Frankie gave her a smug look. "Not much. I just told him about Mr. Chavez's position in the military.

Now Sienna understood why Paolo was so shocked. He initially thought Jeremiah was just Yvette's man. Who would have guessed he had such an impressive status and wouldn't be surprised?

Yvette nestled in the front passenger seat, eyes down, fiddling with her phone. Her delicate and beautiful features showed a touch of coolness. When she heard Frankie's words, her fingers paused briefly.

Then, she lifted her head and said slowly. "Pull over up ahead. You guys head home first. I need to go somewhere.

As soon as he spoke, Jeremiah slowed down the car, glancing sideways with a darkened gaze. "Will you be coming home for

dinner? Fll cook"

her phone, propped her chin on her hand, and casually replied, "Yes. In

"Sure. I'll stop by the store later and pick

It was another day of

her complete trust, and he's great at cooking. Phis, he buys her favorite milkshake. Where can you find a

young man in a wheelchair seemed to

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his

a captivating light, matched by thick eyebrows and a high nose, all adding

color almost like emerald, the skin of his neck fine as porcelain.

story.

a tanned arm. A charming smile slowly appeared on his face as his voice, deep and

his mouth carried

romance. Her voice was crisp and melodious "Demetrius, Yvette is back. Why isn't she coming to see us? Is it because I wasn't well-behaved enough? I've been very good and

at the girl, her head tilted and eyes bright and clear. Gently stroking her hair, he softly said, "She will. I'm sure she

girl nodded eagerly at his words, her smile full of joy. "Demetrius, you're right. Yvette will definitely come

me

they spoke, the butler at the presidential palace, Rufus Lacrima, arrived. Seeing the two, he bowed respectfully and said. "Mr. Becker, Mr. Becker is waiting for you in the study. I'll show Ms. Becker to her room." Demetrius Becker nodded, his amber eyes clear and calm. He spoke gently to the girl.

go back to my room with Mr.

completely different from when he was with Alice. His expression

of Mysonna, listened to his

sound of knocking did he hide his discomfort

in his wheelchair lowered his eyes. He had already heard Cyrus' angry voice from inside but pretended not to have heard, calmly wheeling himself into the room. When Cyrus saw Demetrius in the wheelchair, his tone softened, though he still sounded a bit angry. In a deep voice, he asked, "Did

in his wheelchair, nodded without a second

had known that Yvette appeared in Mysonna earlier,

she left a prescription and disappeared. For years, Interpol could only contact her through her phone for missions and she