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

Chapter 682

Frankie's eyes darted mischievously as he let out an exaggerated wail. I don't care, Christ Fm telling you, if my life is ruined because of this you're the guilty onet

Yvette, lounging lazily on the couch, rested her chin in her hand and silently watched Frankie's poor acting. She thought,

This is more entertaining than the dating shone

There was an unmistakable, knowing glint in Jeremiah's eyes as he sat with his legs crossed.

He thought, Frankie is up to his usual tricks again, targeting Cler. He's been like this since they were kids. Chris is the only one he can fool, while Emmett and Bruce won't fall for his tricks. Jeremiah rubbed his temple and said, "State your terms. But if you keep wailing, I'll throw you out"

Frankie fell silent immediately upon hearing that. He made a face and turned to Chris, who stood silently to the side. He said, "Look, given the unforgivable mistake you made this time, how about this you share half your secret stash with me? "And don't even try to hide it; I've seen the figures in your bank account. I'm not greedy-just half will do

Chris clenched his teeth, glaring at the shameless Frankie-always obsessed with money, like a walking piggy bank, ready to trick him at every opportunity.

After a brief silence, Chris nodded and said, "Fine. Half. But Frankie, don't come crying to me when you're buried under that pile of money."

Frankie, having achieved his goal, suddenly straightened up, looking as lively as ever. With a grin, he said, "You don't get it. My ultimate dream is to sleep on a bed of money."

Emmett came in from outside as the group chatted, now wearing fresh clothes. After carrying Yelena earlier, his mysophobia had kicked in, causing him to throw his previous outfit directly into the trash.

He reported, "Mr. Chavez, Yvette, I have sent Yelena off. The First Military District personnel are also on board, and the arrangements in Betrico have been confirmed"

Jeremiah nodded in acknowledgment.

look at Frankie and Chris, he noticed something odd about their expressions. What's with those

remarked, "Frankie got his balls crushed, and he's extorting Chris' secret

everything up,

Could Yvette's phrasing be

curling into a helpless surile. 'She's always full of surprises-it's impossible not to get used to it, he mused. Emmett raised his water glass, froze mid-sip, and put it down with a slight shake of his hand. 'Gosh, what did she mean by 'crushed his

at Frankie's indescribable area and

blushed and clenched his teeth before

what are you so upset about?" Emmett replied with a dismissive

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turned tail and fled. 'Oh my goodness! Yvette is a

Emmett turned to Chris and asked, "Did that guy trick you

the group that Frankie always

bit of cash. That's all he

enough to spend, that was all that mattered-after all, he could never spend it all in his lifetime. In their group, Frankie was the only one obsessell with money-it was just part of his nature. The next moment, Bruno burst in from outside, dressed in an oversized T-shirt and baggy shorts. While his

here in Spaunia in the evenings, especially tonight's festival. People from all over the world are here. "There must

glanced around the living room and asked,

the past two days, Frankie's personality had helped him get along with Bruno, turning them into

really a member of the Spaunia pirates? Does he even know)

don't overthink it. I'm a local, but piracy isn't as glamorous as it seems. Every year,

Yvette is right-piracy is just a job. I don't want iny children to follow in my footsteps. I'll retire once I've built up my crew and reached a certain age." Emmett