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.

something odd about their expressions. What's with those faces? Did they have a fight? he

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

one sentence summed everything up,

mouth twitched as he thought, Could Yvette's phrasing be any more

temple, his lips 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 balls? he

looked at Frankie's indescribable area

before saying, "Emmett, they are

all right. If nothing's crushed, then what are you so upset about?" Emmett replied with

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Chapter 682

tail and fled. 'Oh my goodness! Yvette is a professional slanderer. I

Chris and asked, "Did that

the group that Frankie always managed

said, "Yeah, just a bit of cash. That's all he cares about anyway, so let him

straightforward philosophy about money: 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

tonight? It's lively here in Spaunia in the evenings, especially tonight's festival.

living room and asked,

days, Frankie's personality had helped him get along with Bruno, turning

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

but piracy isn't as glamorous as it seems. Every year, during the slow season for

my footsteps. I'll retire once I've built up my crew and reached a certain age." Emmett and Chris were stunned.