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

Chapter 642

Savannah had already calculated the angle for her fall. As long as Jeremiah did not move and reached out to catch her, she could easily tumble right into his arms. She could not believe he was still indifferent after all the obvious signals she had given. The next second, she heard someone say, "Let me handle this." As she pretended to be weak with her eyes closed, she suddenly felt herself falling into a warm embrace.

Feeling the hand on her shoulder and the strong, steady heartbeat, Savannah blushed shyly and proudly. She thought, "There's no way any man could resist me. As I thought, just a little effort, and he's falling for it! Savannah greedily inhaled the cologne scent from the embrace and planned to keep pretending to be faint. That way, the man would definitely take her to the hospital, and everything else would naturally fall into place.

While Savannah was lost in her imagination, she had no idea that Frankie, who was holding her, looked completely disgusted. Staring at her dreamy face with closed eyes, he felt utterly repulsed.

Frankie had rushed over to stop Savannah from staging an accident. There was no way she was going to get close to Jeremiah, let alone fall into his arms. Frankie quickly let go, and the unsuspecting Savannah was thrown hard onto the floor. What began as a fake faint turned into a real one.

Dazed from the fall and seeing stars, Savannah knew she could not fake it anymore. She forced herself to open her eyes, only to see four expressionless faces staring back at her.

She could not understand why the man who caught her just threw her away again. 'But since he did catch me, he must be interested in me, she reckoned inwardly.

Frankie quickly took out some tissues from his pocket to clean his hands.

Looking utterly distressed, she glanced at Jeremiah, who stood there as if nothing had happened. In a soft voice, she said, "Sir, thank you for catching me earlier. I'm sorry. I'm always weak. Luckily, you caught me. I-"

Pausing deliberately, she cast a fake guilty look at Yvette. "Miss, please don't be upset with your boyfriend. It's all my fault."

exactly is she trying to do? Is she trying to sow discord between Mr. Chavez and Yvette?

his blue eyes were filled with a chilling indifference. She

it would provoke Yvette if Jeremiah wrapped an arm around her. Then, if

contrast, she was sure Jeremiah would surely see her as the gentlest and most perfect match for him. However, to her disappointment, Yvette's elegant face showed no expression. She stood there

looked down at Savannah, a faint, sinister smile playing at the corners of her lips. With a slow, deliberate tone, she said,

up when his name was mentioned while drying his hands, giving Savannah a disdainful look. "Hey, you didn't even know whose arms you fell into. I'm telling you. Instead of wasting time here with us, why don't

he had sacrificed too much just to keep Jeremiah's reputation clean. He told Savannah, "Next time you

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caught me? So, it was you?" Frankie's expression did not change the slightest, and his tome dripped with disdain. "Yes, it was me. Did you really think Mr. Chavez would help you? Dream on. Apart from Yvette, Mr. Chavez wouldn't touch any other woman." He added, "Besides, can't you come up with a new tactic? Staging an accident is something Mr. Chavez encounters many times every year. Why do you

Frankie's words, leaving her unable to speak. Frankie looked at her, seeing her acting all sensitive

aren't that gullible. Try targeting your own country's men. They definitely fall

at Jeremiah with a playful smile, casually saying, "Oh,

lifted slightly, and he chuckled softly.