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

Chapter 687 9K 79%

Emmett, Bruno, Frankie, and Chris sat in a row, all eyes on Yvete as she casually ate her bread and drank her orange juice. They thought, Isn't Yvette acting a bit too calm? Something doesn't seem right.

Jeremiah took a sip of his coffee and looked down, suddenly taking pity on the four people before him. 'Honestly, those four are quite unfortunate, being messed with by Yvette like that! Frankie put down his cup and cautiously looked at Yvette. "So, Yette, anything you want to say about last night? How are you feeling now?" As soon as he asked, Frankie felt like hitting himself, thinking. Why am I being such a coward?" Yvette paused with a slice of bread in her hand. She looked up and squinted at Frankie, who was fidgeting nervously, her face expressionless. Then, she raised her brow, her long, straight legs extending under her jeans.

She said casually, "Last night? We went to the bar, listened to some piano music, then came back. Is there anything else I should mention?" Yvette gave Frankie a puzzled look, leaving him at a loss for words. "Oh my... what's going on? What's Yvette talking about? The four of us were dancing and singing under her pressure, she's acting like she forgot everything.

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'She promised us rewards if we gave a good performance. Turns out it was all a lie. City people are full of tricks. I was just too naive to see through it, Frankie murmured inwardly.

Frankie stared blankly at the other three before turning to Jeremiah. Emmett's eye twitched slightly. He stayed quiet for a few moments before saying, "Yvette, 10 Amerian dollars can get you a truly fantastic show." Bruno had long accepted his fate. He no longer wanted to make his own justice.

Jeremiah tilted his head and said solemnly, "Yeah, last night you had a sip of the cocktail."

Yvette tilted her head slightly, pausing in thought. She lowered her gaze und gripped the fork in her hand. The light reflected off its surface and cast an eerie shimmer across the faces of the four people sitting across from Yvette. Then, she raised her eyes slowly and said, "So, did I get drunk?"

Frankie nodded heavily. "Yvette, can you remember what you made us do after you got drunk?"

Yvette pressed her lips together and leaned back casually, her eyes calm and unreadable. She glanced at the four in front of her, raising an eyebrow as her strikingly elegant features caught the light.

Then, with a lazy tone, she parted her lips and said, "I'm the kind of person who behaves perfectly when I'm drunk. I just quietly go to sleep and would never force anyone to do something they don't want to do."

Chris nearly choked on the water he was drinking, struggling to swallow as he coughed. He thought, "Yvette really has a remarkably deep perception of herself.

Emmett, Frankie, and Bruno's eyes widened at Yvette's comment. They thought, 'How can Yvette say that without blushing? Doesn't she-feel guilty at all?

Jeremiah calmly lifted his coffee cup and took a quiet sip. His features were so perfectly defined that they seemed to be sculpted by an artist. A hint of amusement flickered in his eyes at he mused, 'Yvette could easily work the four of them up with just a few words. Jeremiah said in a deep voice. "Yes, you're a good drunk. I can vouch for that."

disbelief and wondered, 'How could Mr. Chavez say something so obviously untrue with

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faint smirk tugging at her lips her eyes radiating

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a couple of deep breaths before turning to Yvette and Jeremiah. "Yvette, Mr. Chavez. I've got to go. Frankie was worried if he stayed any longer, he might

soon after. "Take your time eating, Yvette and Mr. Chavez. We're heading

was the only one left across the table. He stood up, his tone firm as he said, "Yvette, here's my advice-for everyone's sake, maybe try not

an eyebrow, her voice tinged with confusion as she spoke.

while replying casually, "Nothing. Just

at the newspaper spread out on the table. Their expressions were truly

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them, who had just composed themselves in the morning, were now looking at the newspaper headlines again with a range

bought out all of today's newspapers. The photos

in Spaunia, one could never be too careful. Who knew when it might reach the wrong cars? Embarrassing

about to stash the newspapers out of sight, Yvette and Jeremiah walked in from

up one of the papers and gave it a quick glance. Her gaze lingered on the photo

out of the corner of his eyes. He walked over and sat down next to her, his

her eyes and fixed a serious perform while I

She asked, "Did you

Frankie, Chris, and Bruno,

Yvette, rubbed his temples

before sinking back onto the

credit. Could it be that perform

were so drunk

insisted that we

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