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

Chapter 686

Bruno waved at Emmett and the others and was about to step of the stage when Yvette's calm voice rang out, "Did I say you could leave?" He immediately stopped and turned awkwardly with a sheepish smile. Frankie had a smug look on his face, finding the situation amusing. He thought, "There goes Bruno's hope of escaping.

Yvette raised her brows and let out a soft chuckle tinged with nonchalance and a mix of roguish and daring charm. She fixed her eyes on Bruno. "You should dance to the song."

Bruno's face instantly fell, but he forced a bright smile and nodded resolutely. "Alright, Yvette. I'll definitely give it my best."

Emmett and his friends could picture the ordeal Bruno had to endure four years ago. After all, Yvette had now pressured a pirate chief into becoming a dancer.

Yvette withdrew her gaze from Bruno, and then slowly walked down the stage. She sat quietly next to Jeremiah and lazily directed her gaze back to the stage.

Jeremiah placed the orange juice he had ordered earlier near Yvette's lips, and she took a brief look at him before drinking it Jeremiah smiled and asked in a low voice. "Why didn't you ask me to dance as well?" Wette tilted her head as she tugged on Jeremiah's collar. She whispered, "Shh, you're handsome. You don't need to."

Jeremiah smelled the faint scent of alcohol mixed with Yvette's subtle milky fragrance, and his Adam's apple bobbed. He smirked, a wicked gleam in his eyes, and asked casually, "Who's the handsome man in your eyes?" Yvette arched an eyebrow, grinned, and patted her chest. She remarked nonchalantly, Tm the super handsome one. Better keep it low-key, okay?"

Jeremiah couldn't help but laugh. His eyes were dark and intense as he looked at her. "No need to be low-key"

Yvette reached out and patted Jeremiah's shoulder. In a slightly husky voice, she said, "Be good. Listen to the music. With that, she focused her attention back on the quad on the stage. Jeremiah sighed softly. Well, at this moment, his charisma was no match for the four men on stage.

On stage, Emmett, Frankie, and Chris managed to talk themselves into performing. They had already danced the "Four Little Swans," so singing "Auld Lang Syne couldn't possibly be worse. Steeling themselves, they picked up the microphones.

The applause was thunderous. Emmett began the first line with a serious expression. "Should old acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind?"

Chris was next. "Should old acquaintance be forgot, in the days of auld lang syne?"

continued, "For auld lang syne, my

turning the entire stage into a chaotic mess. It was

the three of them finished singing "Auld Lang Syne." Bruno was sweating profusely from dancing; while Emmett, Frankie,

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the quiet

the rest quickly followed suit. They wolered how boring their performance must have been for Yvette to fall asleep

and spoke to Chris. He went back to the couch where he had been sitting, picked up

others couldn't help but grimace when they saw the change. They thought, 'Seriously? He won't even pass

Chris and his friends' faces, France protested, "Hey, this is our hard-earned money. It'll be a waste if

expressions difficult to describe It was true.

was about to unbutton her shirt when her eyes snapped open, looking a bit dazed. She grabbed Jeremiah's wrist and slowly focused on him. Jeremiah knew

blankly, "You little thief, are you trying to

hold his wrist, raising his eyes to look into her eyes without a trace of distraction. He gently reassured her, "Oh, my

slowly letting go of his hand. Then,

above, buttoned her clothes back up, and closed her eyes. Then, she straightened her

blanket over herself, and muttered, "I can't catch a cold. She

Yvette. After a few minutes, he walked into the bathroom. I'm a fool if I

all over, was the first to wake up the next