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 eyelids, put away her phone, propped her chin on her hand,

"Sure. I'll stop by the store

was another day of

he's great at cooking. Phis, he buys her favorite milkshake. Where can you find a boyfriend like that? After Jeremiah stopped the car by the

palace of Mysonna, a young man in a wheelchair seemed to be

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face accentuated his sharp,

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

blossoming magnolia tree, his hair color almost like emerald, the skin of his neck fine as

story. Several newspapers and documents were on the table beside him, each with Yvette's name

charming smile slowly appeared on

from his mouth

face held an innocence untouched by the world, exuding a unique charm of innocence and romance. Her voice

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

eagerly at his words, her smile full of joy.

me

you in the study. I'll show Ms. Becker to her room." Demetrius Becker nodded, his amber eyes clear and

nodded obediently. "Okay, Demetrius. I'll go back to my room

turned to face Rufus, he was completely different from when he was with Alice. His expression turned cold immediately. "Got it. Take Alice back to her

president of Mysonna,

not until he heard the sound of knocking did he

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 you

without a second thought.

telling the truth. If Demetrius had known that Yvette appeared

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