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

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When Yvette's gaze fell on Jeremiah, his body briefly tensed up and he sighed in resignation. He picked up a small basket from the table and began collecting fees, one table at a time, golf from left to right.

His tall, striking figure stood out remarkably in the crowd. He had a regal air that clashed with the pocket change in his hands.

On stage. Emmett, Chris, and Frankie stared at Jeremiah in disbelief. They wondered if he lost all his principles after meeting Yvette.

They thought, Love-struck men are scary, but men without principles are even worse:

Yvette nodded in satisfaction at Jeremiah's sensible behavior.

Before Emmett and the others could fully process their pity for Jeremiah and recover from their shock, what Yvette said the next moment completely floored them.

With a mischievous smile on her lips, Yvette declared, "Today, my buddies will perform the 'Four Little Swans for everyone. Let's give them a round of applause."

Meanwhile, Jeremiah had just finished collecting the money and was about to walk back when he heard those words. He paused momentarily then casually walked to the couch and sat down.

The room erupted in cheers and applause, and everyone focused on the stage. But, this time, Yvette wasn't the center of attention. It was Emmett, Chris, Frankie, and Bruno.

With all eyes on them, Emmett and the rest stood with their hands stiff. Chris took a deep breath and said, "Who are the four little swans?" His voice was calm, but his twitching face betrayed his nerves. With a grim expression, Frankie pointed a finger and said incredulously, "One, two, three, four. If my guess is right, that's the four of us."

A look of panic appeared on Emmett's face for the first time, and he didn't even want to speak at all.

furtively.

he said. "We'll have to do as she says. Yvette's like a nuclear don't dance, you'll end up

weapon

Trust

any case, I've got to keep a decent reputation for my future in Spaunia. I won't

your all-time low. Are you sure you can still make it in the pirate business?

He thought, "What pirate lives as pitifully as me? Oh, never mind. My life's more important. Complaining won't help. The terror from four years ago is the last thing I want to face

the others wanted to object; but, when they turned around, they saw Yvette sitting at the piano and gazing at them with penetrating eyes while wearing a faint, ambiguous smile. They

simple mask backstage, reluctantly struck his pose and stood on tiptoe alongside the equally

the microphone, Let's welcome

sighed, his defined features

"white swans" just wanted to

placed her hands on the piano keys; and, the next moment, a beautiful

piano flowed like a spring, gently cascading The sound was

expertly, producing music that resembled a butterfly poised to soar. In that instant, all the lights

though all words in the world were insignificant at

lazy charm; his gaze was intense and his brows slightly furrowed Meanwhile the crowd in the

yet unfamiliar routine on stage. Frankie. however, stood out for his

I'm already doing this, I might as well forget my pride and do well. Maybe I can ask her

stopped playing, and the

up and applauded enthusiastically. None of them expected to hear such amazing piano music

just kept

others, "Who would've thought our dance would