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

Chapter 589

Frankie could only hope that Jeremiah would emerge from upstairs soon. If Yvette and this man stayed alone any longer, they might start reminiscing. The future was uncertain, but memories were sure to touch the heart. Just as Frankie was praying fervently, Jeremials finally showed up. The ambiance in the living room shifted immediately with his entrance. Demetrius turned his wheelchair to face the stairwell. Snuggled on the couch. Yvette watched him descend the stairs. Her lips quirked up, and her eyes sparkled beneath her raised brows. She adjusted her posture on the couch, splaying her arms out and curling up her long legs. Jeremiah's eyes, as icy as a winter pond, met Demetrius, which were as stormy as an ocean. Their two gazes met halfway, and neither flinched. Jeremiah approached Demetrius' wheelchair and stopped before him. Jeremiah's expression was as calm and indifferent as a distant star, seemingly close yet unreachable. After a pause, he walked over to where Yvette was seated and gently placed a blanket over her legs.

In a husky, deep voice tinged with an alluring warmth, he said, "It's cold. Cover up with this blanket." Then, he sat beside her on the couch with an air of authority.

Frankie quickly stepped aside, becoming a mere spectator. Jeremiah didn't need his assistance; he could deal with his rival himself. Frankie's main responsibility was to pass the weapon to Jeremiah at this critical moment, ultimately sealing Demetrius' fate.

"At such a thrilling juncture, how could I not involve my friends mused Frankie. He quickly pulled out his phone and opened the "Happy Family" small group chat.

Frankie typed: [The stage is set for Mr. Chavez to confront his rival, with an epic struggle for love about to unfold.

[Ms. Zeller's old love, undeterred by challenges, makes a dazzling entrance, stirring up old memories amid the fierce rivalry, leaving her entangled in nostalgia.

[Hurry up and watch. This event won't wait! Live broadcast with personal on-site commentary, Transfer 300 thousand dollars now to watch!]

Frankie's message caused an explosive reaction in the group chat. It was even more sensational than the previous one from Eagle King, and within seconds, the chat was overwhelmed with responses.

On vacation with Flying Fish, Eagle King quickly showed her his phone, clicking his tongue in disapproval. "Mr. Chavez has a new rival, poor guy. Compared to Boss, I'm lucky you're less of a concern."

The captivatingly beautiful Flying Fish didn't hesitate to slap Eagle King. Now an A-list celebrity, the paparazzi followed her everywhere, forcing them to escape to Boss' island in South East Aploth to find privacy.

after another six months of playing around. She still preferred the life of an assassin to that of an actress. Flying Fish said, "Hurry up and keep an eye

What creature is it this time? Can we have some decent

already transferred 300 thousand

I the minor you're referring to? Samantha, that's not fair. I may be underage,

Mr. Chavez, you're really just decent at

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went on a date, and how Mr. Chavez's love rival has shown up Can I still make

and I will change quickly and head back the

also transferred 300 thousand dollars alreally. Hurry up. Take a photo, even if

Frankie looked at his vibrating phone and grinned from ear to ear. Each buzz meant 300 thousand dollars, today was his big

unhurriedly sipping his coffee, and Demetrius sat in his wheelchair. Only Frankie was grinning like a

her elegant fingers. She looked up, eyes

eyes were

he nodded and said in a deep voice, "Hello, Demetrius." Then, the living room suddenly grew silent. None of the three were chatty, so they just stopped talking. The only sound that could

and Demetrius all staring at him. Shocked, Frankie quickly put away his phone and pretended to sip his coffee. However, his mind was buzzing with questions. "What's happening now? Why hasn't the fight started yet?' he wondered. After a moment, Demetrius glanced at Yvette and casually

fighting, aren't they?' he thought gleefully. Jeremiah's dark, deep eyes remained calm and composed. His handsome face showed no reaction to Demetrius' words. Yvette rested her chin on her hand, her upturned eyes reflecting a hint of rebellious charm. With a