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.

Emmett turned to look at Frankie and Chris, he noticed something odd about their expressions.

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

summed everything

thought, Could Yvette's phrasing be

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,

at Frankie's indescribable area and asked seriously, "Both

before saying, "Emmett, they are not

If nothing's crushed, then what are

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Chapter 682

and fled. 'Oh my goodness! Yvette is a professional slanderer. I can't even fight back he

stormed off, Emmett turned to Chris

group

That's all he cares about anyway, so let him enjoy

as long as he had 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 outfit was somewhat comparable to Eagle King's style, it lost points for its plain black, white, and gray tone

in the living room, he said, "Yvette, Jeremiah, Emmett, Chris, you're all here! How about we go to a diner tonight? It's lively here in Spaunia in the evenings, especially tonight's festival. People from all over

glanced around the living room and asked, "Wait, where's my buddy,

him

scrutinized Bruno, thinking to himself, Is this guy really a member of the Spaunia

noticed the scrutiny, he chuckled and explained. "Emmett, don't overthink it. I'm a local, but piracy isn't as

footsteps. I'll retire once I've built up my crew and reached a certain age." Emmett and Chris were stunned. Bruno's unexpectedly open-minded perspective and surprising lack of guardedness caught them off guard-he even revealed his plans for