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

Chris waved at Frankie, who hurried over. In a moment, Chris picked him up and took him to a corner of the living

room Frankie, struggling, looked at Yvette and Sienna, pleading for help. “Yve, Sienna, help! He's torturing mel”

Chris blocked the others’ view, and it was unclear why Frankie suddenly burst into laughter and tears. Sienna

leaned in and whispered to Yvette, “What kind of torture is Frankie going through?”

Emmett calmly explained. “Don’t worry. Chris just found his laughter spot.”

Ten minutes later, Chris set Frankie down, and they returned to their seats. Frankie, still laughing, shot a glare at

the group. “You're all just jealous of my looks.”

Just then, Yvette’s phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and slowly answered, “Hello.”

Jeremiah had just returned hafter a day of military meetings and hadn't even had tto take off his

military uniform before making the call. It was midnight in Clusia and morning in Mysonna, so he thought it was a

good tto call. He stood on the balcony in his military uniform, a cigarette in his hand, though he hadn't

smoked in a while because Yvette disliked the smell. His voice was deep and warm as he listened to Yvette.

“Have you eaten breakfast?”

Yvette, sounding relaxed, replied, “Mm, the pierogies are great.”

Jeremiah paused, a smile spreading across his face. “Great? I'll make sfor you when I'm back.”

Yveué raised an eyebrow, thinking. Does he really think he can winover with pierogies? “Alright,” she said.

Emmett, Bruce, Chris, and Frankie fell silent, realizing Yvette was on the phone with Jeremiah. They chatted

casually, with Jeremiah doing most of the talking. Emmett noted it was the most talkative he had ever felt

Jeremiah, wondering where he found all these words.

Five minutes later, Yvette glanced at Frankie, who was quietly talking with Sienna. She poked her water cup and

said slowly! Jeremiah, someone trickedout of 660 thousand dollars. It hurts.”

Frankie looked up in shock, thinking she was intentional to mention him. But he didn’t dare say anything. Frankie

knew that confronting either Jeremiah or Yvette would not end well Emmett and Bruce exchanged sympathetic

looks with Frankie. Chris, close by, patted Frankie's shoulder and said, “Hang in there. They were puzzled about

how Yvette’s money was so easy to deceive. It turned out she was waiting for this. Sienna looked confused,

unaware of who was on the other end of the call

Ten minutes later, Jeremiah paused, asking Yvette to put the call on speaker.

She did as told, placing the phone on the table, her eyes twinkling with amusement. Jeremiah’s voice came

through coldly. “Frankie, you have a lot of nerve.” Yvette didn’t say who had tricked her, but Jeremiah knew it

had to be Frankie.

With a sad look, Frankie begged Jeremiah, “I was wrong! | shouldn't have tricked Yvette! | confess!”

Jeremiah lowered his voice, “I see you're sincere. Yvette is quite poor, and | remember you own a nice villa

Frankie forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. “That villa belongs to Yve.” He felt hopeless. After taking

660 thousand from Yvette, he now lost a 300 million-dollar villa. Frankie regretted it. He thought, Jeremiah and

Yvette are indeed a perfect match. They are both masters of deception Frankie vowed never to trick Yvette

again.

Yvette was surprised by Jeremiah’s evilness but found it appealing

Frankie poked at the ugly fried egg on his plate while Emmett, Bruce, and Chris chuckled at Jeremiah’s clever

idea. They thought, ‘How can Yvette be considered poor when she is an internationally renowned artist whose

paintings sell for hundreds of millions? An amount like 660 thousand would not cause her any distress. This

couple is not to be trifled with Crossing thein could lead to disaster.

Yvette turned off the speakerphone, returning the phone to her ear while Jeremiah listened to her soft breaths. |

miss you.” he said.

Yvette responded with a slight smile, “Keep missing. I'm hanging up now.”

At the Chavez family estate, Jeremiah chuckled softly after the call. A knock sounded at the door, and a servant

said, “Young Master, the old commander wants to see you.” Jeremiah put out his cigarette and opened the door.

Seeing Jeremiah, the servant said respectfully, “Young Master, your grandpa is waiting for you.”

Jeremiah nodded and went up to the

third-floor study. Inside, Jase, the

head of the Chavez family and one of

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eighty years old. He Hops

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aknbyance and affection. From a

young age, Jase had seen Jeremiah

as the best of their generation

Jeremiah had lived up to his

expectations, joining the military and

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youngest major general. The

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Jeremiah looked up, sipping his coffee before replying, “You want kids?”

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