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

Secrets Of MrS 595

Chapter 595

Jeremiah looked away expressionlessly, his eyes glinting as he replied, "No need for that. Sending them to a psychiatric hospital might be better

Emmett turned to Chris and they shared a look, with Emmett thinking, Yvette and Mr. Chavez are going too far: how could they think about sending us to a psychiatric hospital in a dream Anyone can see we aren't crazy! 'Clearly, it was Mr. Chavez and Yvette who were mentally ill, thought Chris.

They had brainwashed themselves and were sure they were in the same dream. Both gritted their teeth, relying on their sometimes-present, sometimes-absent tacit understanding over the years, to think of a way to escape this nightmare. Emmett declared righteously, "This can't go on. If it continues, this nightmare will just become worse. There's only one way

out now?

Chris nodded gravely. "Alright, let's go with your plan. Emmett hit me. Don't hold back, alright? If this dream continues, it'll be more unbearable than death. The Mr. Chavez I know would treat a love rival this way. I can't accept this.

Even if it was just a dream, Chris couldn't bear the idea of the Jeremiah he knew acting like this now. It didn't make sense to

him.

Emmett patted Chris on the shoulder and consoled, "Chris, dont worry. I feel the same way. I promise to make it hurt."

Chris lip twitched as he warned, "Just one punch, and no using ancient combat power. And make sure not to bring in any personal grudges.

Emmett nodded. "Don't worry. Only someone like Frankie would do something like that. I'm definitely better than that. Just

trust me.

word, aimed straight for Chris' chest. The punch carried a tremendous force,

he agreed in a serious tone, "Yvette was right. These two subordinates of yours are beyond saving. It might be faster to just send them to the

Emmett, she delightedly opened another bag of chips. Their sitcom-like antics were much more entertaining

the grocery store, just so Yvette would always have something to

more outrageous as time went on, but he decided

force of the hit. As he

where Jeremiah, Yvette, and Demetrius were seated. 'Oh no, the nightmare isn't over yet... he howled

to punch Emmett, Emmett stepped away gravely, looking composed and with

toward Jeremiah, Yvette, and Demetrius and politely offering. "Mr. Chavez and Yvette, is this our guest? I'll go make some coffee

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here? Emmett had figured out earlier

he immediately cut in, "Mr. Chavez! Yvette! Emmett hit me le was whining, which was a side of Chris they had never seen before, showing how bothered he was

awkwardly rubbed his nose and explained, "At first, I thought it was a dream too. But how could Mr. Chavez and Yvette in this dream be even more handsome and beautiful

that Frankie had exaggerated by twisting the truth

after seeing how unusually close Yvette was to Demetrius.

the final black piece on the board, finalizing the outcome of the game. Jeremiah won, while Demetrius lost, albeit being

and Chris, his eyes glinting coldly as he instructed, "Next year, both of you go to Afria

of being overpowered by the local women there earlier this year, he was truly terrified." Emmen couldn't do anything as they were ordinary locals, which was incredibly frustrating. If it had been

final, so he left dejectedly Chris was unperturbed as it was always Emmett

stopped and looked at Yvette. "Yvette, maybe you should

eyebrow, smirking mischievously. "Oh, there's a women's psychiatric hospital in Afrin with great facilities. If you want to, I can personally take you there. I have connections there. So don't worry, they'll take care of you." Yvette spoke so earnestly

I was just kidding!