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

Secrets Of MrS 594 Chapter 594 Chapter 594 98% Chris shook his head frantically. "Yvette, I swear I wasn't the curious one. It's Emmett who wanted to watch Emmett looked baffled. He turned toward Chris and thought in disbelief, The world has really changed. Even Chris would shamelessly pin the blonlike that.

If there were a knife around, Emmett probably would've stabbed Chris. What a shameless asshole! he cursed inwardly before forcing a smile that made his expression look twisted. Please, Yvette, don't listen to Chris nonsense." There's no way I'd dare put my nose into Mr. Chavez's business m just here because I was exhausted from training. So, what's going on in there?" he said as he leaned forward trying to take a peek. Emmett decided to play dumb, as though he genuinely didn't know anything.

Now it was Chris turn to be shocked. He couldn't believe how Emmett could lie with such a straight face. Since when did Emmett get so good at acting? he wondered in astonishment.

With her hands casually tucked in her pockets, Yvette watched as Chris and Emmett's expressions changed in succession. She raised her brow and mumbled, "You two have quite the flair for tics recently. There's even a certain charm to your exaggerated acting." After finishing her sentence, she turned and went back into the house, leaving Chris and Emmett standing awkwardly. Yvette's words didn't sound like a compliment at all. Yvette entered the living with Emmett and Chris following close behind. They both had serious expressions on their faces, but deep down, they were bursting with curiosity, Frankie mentioned that Jeremiah's love rival this twas a gorgeous and charismatic man who was wheelchair- bound Though Frankie wasn't the most reliable source, he was pretty arrogant. So for Frankle to make such comments, the guy must be someone impressive.

Just thinking about Jeremiah battling his love rival was thrilling enough for Emmett and Chris. However, when they entered the living room, they were flabbergasted and stunned by what was happening "Wasn't Frankie bombarding the group chat about chaos in the living room? Can someone explain why Mr. Chavez and the man in the wheelchair, whom Frankie mentioned, are sitting opposite each other, seriously playing chess? wondered Emmett. Yvette's ex-boyfriend? Mr. Chavez's love rival? The living room doesn't look like a brawl just occurred... Nothing seems different from when we left which means no fight happened, mused Chris Based on how well Emmett and Chris had gotten to know Jeremiah over the years, they knew he was currently not in a good mood, but neither was it that terrible. Jeremiah's expression would have been different if this was a love rival, so they wondered what went wrong. So, Emmett and Chris, at a loss for what to do, decided to remain in the living room and observe Yvette, Jeremiah, and Demetrius.

Yvette slowly walked over to the chessboard where Jeremiah and Demetrius were in a standoff. She glanced casually at the pieces on the board, Jeremiah was playing with the black pieces, while Demetrius had the white pieces.

The black and white pieces were moving strategically on the board, each move filled with hidden danger, neither side giving way.

Jeremiah saw Yvette approaching, placed a black piece down with ease, and lifted his gaze to meet hers. "Csit," he said, lifting his eyebrows in invitation.

Demetrius, sitting in his wheelchair, heard this and paused momentarily with his hand on the white piece. In a calm tone, he 1/3 10:17 Sat Dec 28 Chapter 591 cut in, "Csit by the? 98% Emmett and Chris, who were standing in the living room, immediately went on guard. 'What was going on? Oh God! Did this man in the wheelchair have a death wish? How dare he ask Yvette to sit with him? fumed Emmett inwardly. "In this situation, Yvette would surely choose Mr. Chavez, right? wondered Chris, feeling uncertain. Jeremiah glanced at Demetrius, whose eyes had a hint of challenge. Jeremiah played with the black piece in his hand, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

In the next moment, Yvette lowered her gaze and unhesitatingly sat beside Demetrius. She crossed her legs and casually picked up an orange from the table, peeling it slowly.

Jeremiah looked away from Demetrius, his expression still calm. His eyes held a hint of amusement as he said in a low, smooth voice, "I want to eat oranges too." Yvette paused her peeling of the orange and looked at Jeremialis calm expression, wondering. "Isn't he angry seeingsit next to Demetrius? There could be only one reason for this; he knows about Demetrius' identity and approves of him." She tilted her head slightly to glance at Demetrius, whose expression was just like Jeremiah's. Yvette's eyes sparkled faintly, and she casually remarked, "Looks like you two had a nice chat. Jeremiah and Demetrius, moving in perfect sync, set down their gpieces. Their eyes flicked subtly, and drawled in unison, "It wasn't bad" As they chatted, Yvette finished peeling the orange and handed spieces to Jeremiah and Demetrius. They accepted the oranges, halting their game, and the three of them leisurely started eating the oranges. The afternoon sunlight streamed through the glass window, casting a warm glow on the three of them, creating a sense of harmony. Together, their appearance was like the most beautiful painting one could witness. However, there were two out-of-place figures in the living room-Emmett and Chris, who stood there stupefied. They were now in disbelief, feeling like the world had gone mad "What was the meaning behind Mr. Chavez getting along so well with his love rival? Plus, what's with Yvette not choosing Mr. Chavez when both Mr. Chavez and the other guy invited her to sit down? wondered Chris This was already hard for them to accept, and what was even harder to take was Yvette sitting next to Demetrius. "What was with that genuine smile from Mr. Chavez? mumbled Emmett to himself in shock. I gone crazy. Even someone as composed as Emmett couldn't handle the situation in front of him.

The world had g Jeremiah, Yvette, and the love rival in the wheelchair were not just getting along-they were in perfect harmony. Even without any words between them, you could feel the understanding they shared. Emmett found it hard to trust his judgment. He started questioning whether there was something wrong with his eyesight or if he was losing his mind.

Chris wasn't doing much better. He kept telling himself the person in front of him couldn't be Jeremiah. But who else could it be? Emmett gulped in nervousness before whispering, "Chris, do you think there's a chance that we're still not awake and this is all just a dream?" Chris thought Emmett's reasoning was absurd, but compared to what he was seeing, it didn't seem so far- fetched anymore.

Chris responded, "Emmett, are we having the sdream? That's so crazy, right? But then again, maybe dreams are supposed to be mysterious, you know?" 10 17 Sat, Dec 28 Chapter 391 Yvene, Jeremiah, and Demetrius finished their oranges. They had all heard what Emmett and Chris were talking about.

98% Yvette lazily lifted her gaze and gave Emmett and Chris, who were standing across from her, a glance, "Those two should be checked into a mental hospital," she mocked: Demetrius nodded in agreement. He and Jeremiah continued their chess gon the board, but it was clear Jeremiah had the upper hand.

the black and white pieces evenly matched In a detached and indifferent tone, Demetrius commented, "Your subordinates don't seem very smart. If you send them my way. I promise to return them smarter than they are 98% Chris shook his head frantically. "Yvette, I swear I wasn't the curious one. It's Emmett who wanted to watch Emmett looked baffled. He turned toward Chris and thought in disbelief, The world has really changed. Even Chris would shamelessly pin the blonlike that.

If there were a knife around, Emmett probably would've stabbed Chris. What a shameless asshole! he cursed inwardly before forcing a smile that made his expression look twisted. Please, Yvette, don't listen to Chris nonsense." There's no way I'd dare put my nose into Mr. Chavez's business m just here because I was exhausted from training. So, what's going on in there?" he said as he leaned forward trying to take a peek. Emmett decided to play dumb, as though he genuinely didn't know anything.

Now it was Chris turn to be shocked. He couldn't believe how Emmett could lie with such a straight face. Since when did Emmett get so good at acting? he wondered in astonishment.

With her hands casually tucked in her pockets, Yvette watched as Chris and Emmett's expressions changed in succession. She raised her brow and mumbled, "You two have quite the flair for tics recently. There's even a certain charm to your exaggerated acting." After finishing her sentence, she turned and went back into the house, leaving Chris and Emmett standing awkwardly. Yvette's words didn't sound like a compliment at all. Yvette entered the living with Emmett and Chris following close behind. They both had serious expressions on their faces, but deep down, they were bursting with curiosity, Frankie mentioned that Jeremiah's love rival this twas a gorgeous and charismatic man who was wheelchair- bound Though Frankie wasn't the most reliable source, he was pretty arrogant. So for Frankle to make such comments, the guy must be someone impressive.

Just thinking about Jeremiah battling his love rival was thrilling enough for Emmett and Chris. However, when they entered the living room, they were flabbergasted and stunned by what was happening "Wasn't Frankie bombarding the group chat about chaos in the living room? Can someone explain why Mr. Chavez and the man in the wheelchair, whom Frankie mentioned, are sitting opposite each other, seriously playing chess? wondered Emmett.

Yvette's ex-boyfriend? Mr. Chavez's love rival? The living room doesn't look like a brawl just occurred... Nothing seems different from when we left which means no fight happened, mused Chris Based on how well Emmett and Chris had gotten to know Jeremiah over the years, they knew he was currently not in a good mood, but neither was it that terrible. Jeremiah's expression would have been different if this was a love rival, so they wondered what went wrong. So, Emmett and Chris, at a loss for what to do, decided to remain in the living room and observe Yvette, Jeremiah, and Demetrius.

Yvette slowly walked over to the chessboard where Jeremiah and Demetrius were in a standoff. She glanced casually at the pieces on the board, Jeremiah was playing with the black pieces, while Demetrius had the white pieces.

The black and white pieces were moving strategically on the board, each move filled with hidden danger, neither side giving way.

Jeremiah saw Yvette approaching, placed a black piece down with ease, and lifted his gaze to meet hers. "Csit," he said, lifting his eyebrows in invitation.

Demetrius, sitting in his wheelchair, heard this and paused momentarily with his hand on the white piece. In a calm tone, he 1/3 10:17 Sat Dec 28 Chapter 591 cut in, "Csit by the? 98% Emmett and Chris, who were standing in the living room, immediately went on guard. 'What was going on? Oh God! Did this man in the wheelchair have a death wish? How dare he ask Yvette to sit with him? fumed Emmett inwardly. "In this situation, Yvette would surely choose Mr. Chavez, right? wondered Chris, feeling uncertain.

Jeremiah glanced at Demetrius, whose eyes had a hint of challenge. Jeremiah played with the black piece in his hand, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

In the next moment, Yvette lowered her gaze and unhesitatingly sat beside Demetrius. She crossed her legs and casually picked up an orange from the table, peeling it slowly.

Jeremiah looked away from Demetrius, his expression still calm. His eyes held a hint of amusement as he said in a low, smooth voice, "I want to eat oranges too."

Yvette paused her peeling of the orange and looked at Jeremialis calm expression, wondering. "Isn't he angry seeingsit next to Demetrius? There could be only one reason for this, he knows about Demetrius' identity and approves of him." She tilted her head slightly to glance at Demetrius, whose expression was just like Jeremiah's. Yvette's eyes sparkled faintly, and she casually remarked, "Looks like you two had a nice chat. Jeremiah and Demetrius, moving in perfect sync, set down their gpieces. Their eyes flicked subtly, and drawled in unison, "It wasn't bad"

As they chatted, Yvette finished peeling the orange and handed spieces to Jeremiah and Demetrius.

They accepted the oranges, halting their game, and the three of them O leisurely started eating the oranges. The afternoon sunlight streamed through the glass window, casting a warm glow on the three of them, creating a sense of harmony. Together, their appearance was like the most beautiful painting one could witness. However, there were two out-of-place figures in the living room-Emmett and Chris, who stood there stupefied. They were now in disbelief, feeling like the world had gone mad

"What was the meaning behind Mr.

Chavez getting along so well with his love rival? Plus, what's with Yvette not choosing Mr. Chavez when both Mr. Chavez and her to sindowther ve guy invited her to sit down? wondered Chris This was already hard for them to accept, and what was even harder to take was Yvette sitting next to Demetrius. "What was with that genuine smile from Mr. Chavez? mumbled Emmett to himself in shock. I gone crazy. Even someone as composed as Emmett couldn't handle the situation in front of him. The world had g Jeremiah, Yvette, and the love rival in the wheelchair were not just getting along-they were in perfect harmony. Even without any words between them, you could feel the understanding they shared. Emmett found it hard to trust his judgment. He started questioning whether there was something wrong with his eyesight or if he was losing his mind.

Chris wasn't doing much better. He kept telling himself the person in front of him couldn't be Jeremiah. But who else could it be? Emmett gulped in nervousness before whispering, "Chris, do you think there's a chance that we're still not awake and this is all just a dream?" Chris thought Emmett's reasoning was absurd, but compared to what he was seeing, it didn't seem so far- fetched anymore.

Chris responded, "Emmett, are we having the sdream? That's so crazy, right? But then again, maybe dreams are supposed to be mysterious, you know?" 10 17 Sat, Dec 28 Chapter 391 Yvene, Jeremiah, and Demetrius finished their oranges. They had all heard what Emmett and Chris were talking about.

98% Yvette lazily lifted her gaze and gave Emmett and Chris, who were standing across from her, a glance, "Those two should be checked into a mental hospital," she mocked: Demetrius nodded in agreement. He and Jeremiah continued their chess gon the board, but it was clear Jeremiah had the upper hand.

the black and white pieces evenly matched In a detached and indifferent tone, Demetrius commented, "Your subordinates don't seem very smart. If you send them my way. I promise to return them smarter than they are