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

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The sheer weight of Yvette's influence showcased what unwavering support truly entailed,

First came Sunrise Group, pledging a jaw-dropping 17 billion dollars for the government partnership. Then, Interpol joined in, vowing to step in if Yvette deemed it necessary.

Relief swept through the crowd. Fortunately, Jeremiah and Yvette held irrefutable proof, or the situation would have spiraled into chaos.

Jeremiah was seated just off-center at the table. His gaze locked onto the black business card boldly inscribed with the name Fuck.]

His deep eyes glimmered, and his brows furrowed subtly, dark and intense.

Casually, Jeremiah reached for his drink, but his hand faltered, spilling water from the glass right onto Jack's black business card, drenching it.

The water smudged the ink instantly, and the name and numbers dissolved into a blurred mess.

A security officer darted forward, cleaning the mess quickly, but the card was now an inscrutable mess.

In the conference room, a synchronized shift of gazes landed on the now-ruined card, only for heads to quickly lower in unison. Everyone thought collectively, 'We saw nothing. Absolutely blind.

Tim, in the middle of sipping his coffee, nearly choked on it. 'Classic Mr. Chavez, he mused. 'Most people wouldn't even think of doing this!

'He could've just said no, but no, he had to make it flashy. What a shrewd guy! Where was this flair when he was younger?' he muttered inwardly.

From the back, Emmett observed the entire scene, his eye twitching in disbelief. He thought, 'Mr. Chavez's methods... I don't even know where to start.'

Meanwhile, Jeremiah was nonchalant, feigning innocence as his gaze met Yvette's dark eyes. When he met her stare, his own betrayed a flicker of embarrassment.

In a voice devoid of emotion, he casually remarked, "Didn't mean to. My hand slipped. Think I can get another one?"

'How pretentious,' Emmett thought.

as ever,

thought in disbelief, 'Did he just say his hand

not Mr. Chavez. If he can't keep his grip, the entire military district might as well retire their right hands.

and the sunlight, pouring in through the window, cast a

Jeremiah's dark eyes held a glimmer of amusement, his

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collectively silent and understanding look could be seen on everyone's faces. Regardless, it seemed they learned

"I'll visit the branch sometime later myself and

tightening of his grip on the cup in his hand spoke volumes as he replied in a low voice, "Okay." Yvette's gaze dropped. A sly glint

with amusement. Tim was barely able to contain himself. He thought gleefully, 'Well, well. The Living Reaper has finally met his match. There really is

the main examiner, mustered the strength to stand and stammered, "M-Mr. Chavez, we... Uh, you-" A sudden knock on the door interrupted Joshua's attempt to speak, and his expression became helpless. Seriously? Will this ever stop? Who is it now?' Joshua grumbled

of the room knew the answer-the visitor had to be

mused. "Thank goodness Yvette's unscathed,

chair, casting a

in," Jeremiah commanded, his

standing tall, his posture steady. Behind the guard was a

was already on her feet, moving swiftly toward the door, with Jeremiah

the guard stepped aside, the figure stepped into the light. Everyone in the conference room got up from their chairs and stood, stunned into silence. Even Tim blinked in shock before rising

sprinted straight from the physics lab, having only learned of

experiments, he hadn't kept track of the outside world and had no idea what

news reached him, he rushed over, still dressed in

as formidable as Jase's. His contributions to science. and humanity were immeasurable-so vast that words failed to capture

was palpable, and a hint of anger lingered on his face, which lent him an

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