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

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As Bruce, Sienna, and the others glided across the slopes, the sight of Jeremiah pulling a snow tube with Yvette in it made them instinctively speed up. The saccharine sweetness radiating from the couple was almost blinding. When Savannah reached the high-difficulty ski track, her gaze locked onto Jeremiah tugging the snow tube with Yvette perched on it.

Jealousy burned within Savannah as she sneered internally, 'Why is she even here if she can't ski? She's embarrassing!

She had the urge to shove Yvette aside and claim the spot beside Jeremiah. Her darkened eyes traced their retreating figures, frustration mounting.

After all, it took her over an hour to scour every level of the ski track to find them.

Swaddled in layers of bulky ski gear and worn out from their search, Savannah and her entourage had little energy for skiing. But for Savannah, skiing had never been the point-getting closer and being alone with Jeremiah was. Her two companions, ever-loyal since their high school bullying days, shared a knowing glance. The one with her hair tied into a bun smirked disdainfully before speaking.

"Savannah, don't worry," she convinced. "How could he not have feelings for you? It's just that his girlfriend's here.

"When she's gone, he'll realize what he's missing. You're so much prettier and a hundred times sweeter. Honestly, you've got impeccable taste in men."

The girl's voice brimmed with admiration, but beneath it lay a trace of envy. Savannah soaked in the flattery and wore a smug expression as though Jeremiah were already hers.

"Well," Savannah began, "it's not like I would break up a couple. But if Jeremiah did make the first move... It'd be really hard to refuse."

She tried to look conflicted, but the smugness in her eyes betrayed her. The second girl also spoke in agreement.

"It's not your fault, Savannah. Men like Jeremiah have the right to choose. You're clearly better. Don't feel bad about it," she consoled.

Savannah regarded the two girls with satisfaction, smoothing her hair as she requested, "All right, I need a favor from you two. Do it well, and those designer bags you saw yesterday will be yours."

made do with mid-tier luxury, the mention of

two would jump at the chance to do anything

do was step in at the perfect moment, let them do

her schemes, Savannah leaned in, whispering, "When you're

girls nodded in unison, responding, "Got it, Savannah." They were well-versed in such antics, and the promise of exclusive designer bags only fueled their eagerness. Wasting no time, they rushed to the top of the slope, ready to p Savannah's plan into

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gaze after them, a faint chuckle

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snow tube back and forth, his energy seemingly endless. After the fifth or sixth trip, he finally

black eyes peeked out from beneath

throat

head lightly, answering,

a smile and replied,

glacial chill settled over him. Without a second glance, Yvette moved with fluid precision, springing out of the snow

they turned their attention uphill, where two figures were hurtling

straight onto the snow tube, toppling it

them forward, and with no way to stop, the two figures were launched into the air in a chaotic arc before landing face-first

in unison toward the pair now half-buried in the snow. 'What's

instead of flipping the snow tube as planned, her accomplices