Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

“Ts a little odd that Simon sent Vette an admission recommendation letter. She just got back, and if we start asking too many questions, shell annoyed. Let’s give it some time. Anyway, It’s a good thing,” said Zachary,

For Nellie, however, it felt of She just couldn’t wrap her mirul around it, and that frustrated her

Besides, Zachary hadn’t been back home for over two weeks before Yvette returned. Nellie knew he had been seeing that new secretary at his company. She had checked her out, and there were definitely echoes of Lilian in that woman.

Zachary had even bought the secretary a house close to his office and hired her as a bodyguard. Nellie’s people hadn’t had a chance to act yet. If Yvette hadn’t come back. Zachary would probably still be tangled up with that secretary.

Honey, please stay tonight. You haven’t been home in ages Nellie said with a sweet voice: She was indeed a beauty who had a ton of admirers back in the day. But she was always stubborn. Once she get her sights on Zachary, she would do anything to keep him—even if it meant playing dirty.

She could push Lilian out of the picture twenty years ago, let alone a fake. For now, she was just letting the secretary enjoy her Beeting victory a little longer.

Zachary watched Nellie try to charm him, complicated emotions swirling in his eyes. Gently, he pushed her away. Tve been really busy lately. There’s a big bidding project at work. I promise I’ll come back to spend time with you soon.”

His soothing voice calmed Nellie, even though she knew he was probably lying. She had fallen deep into her feelings and couldn’t pull herself out. She believed that Zachary loved her-even if it was just a little, she wanted to hold onto it tightly.

Not ready to give up, Nellie made one last effort to keep him from leaving. “Honey, Winona’s apprenticeship ceremony is on the fifth of next month. I’m a little unsure about a few things and could use your input. What if we combined it with Yvette’s welcome home party? That would be a double celebration, right?”

Zachary thought it over for a moment and nodded. “Sure, just remember to invite Simon. Do what you think is best. I trust you to handle it.”

Nellie watched the impatience and anxiety on Zachary’s face, feeling a mix of bitterness and jealousy. She knew he was heading off to the secretary.

She pretended to be understanding and let Zachary leave. But as soon as she got upstairs and entered her room, she slammed the door and let all her anger out by smashing everything in sight.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she couldn’t shake the image of the young secretary she had seen-the woman was vibrant and full of life. What about Nellie? No amount of makeup could hide the fine lines creeping up at the corners of her

Frustrated, she shattered the mirror. But that still didn’t feel like enough. She pulled out her phone and dialed a familiar number. “Six o’clock, the usual spot.”

After hanging up, Nellie took a deep breath and shifted back into her high-society persona. She ordered the servant to clean up the chaos and slipped into a s**y dress before heading out

Meanwhile, Winona stood in the corner of the staircase, watching Nellie leave.

Night Bar was the most lavish spot in Seacrity, with a jaw-dropping display of excess and prices so high that a single bottle of

quor could cost more than an average person’s annual salary.

The air was thick with smoke and the smell of alcohol, while the music blasted at full volume. Men and women danced wildly on the floor, and elegantly dressed women Laughed and chatted with the men, tossing out playful flirty lines

As soon as Yvette steppest insiste, every head turned. The energy in the bar shifted-just moments ago, a handsome man had walked in, and now an incredibly beautiful woman had arrived.

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She tossed her jacket over her shoulder casually and scanned the room. Her gaze Landed on a spot at the bar, and she strode over, sitting down. In front of her was a bartender whose lace was hidden beneath a hat and the dim lights. With a smile playing on her lips, she teased. “What are you back for? Just bored?”

Eagle King, standing at about six feet two inches tall, looked up with a rugged appearance. If there was one standout feature, it was his eyes-sharp like knives. He glanced around, noticing a few people whispering, and shot them a glare that made them uneasy and scattered quickly.

“Can you please disguise yourself next time? Do you have any idea how summing you look? This whole thing really troubled me. Eagle King grumbled

“Troubled” If you don’t want to feel that way, just go back to Ameria, Yvette was in a good mood, grinning as she tilted her head, a hint of arrogance in her expression. She pulled out a piece of candy from her pocket and started to savor it right in front of him.

Dang, she’s killing me with candy! That’s too much Eagle King complained silently.

“Well Boss, I’m just short on cash. There are some good offers back home, and remember when I stole that painting in Langria? Those idiots chased me for two states. I figured I’d come back home and lay low for a bit. “He giggled embarrassedly

As Yvette listened to the Eagle King ramble, she continued to enjoy her candy,

Eagle King stared at the candy jar in her hand and swallowed hard, wondering how he could snag some. Glancing back at Yvette, he sensed her eyes saying, “Go ahead and try if you dare. He quickly brushed the thought aside-crossing Yvette was

not a smart move

With a sideways glance, Yvette said. “You feel unfair after stealing the one-of-a-kind treasure the Langria royal family has held onto for over a hundred years? You’re short on cash? Last year, the King of the Golden Triangle gifted you a private mine. The year before that, the Epean royal family gave you jewels worth hundreds of millions. And don’t even get me started on that terrorist group in Royland… Need me to keep going?”

It was hard to pull anything over on an all-knowing boss. The tall, muscular man scratched his head sheepishly, looking nothing like the intimidating figure he had been a moment ago.

“Oh come on. I was just thinking about helping you out. Though honestly, I have no clue what your plan is. And don’t tell me -whatever it is, I’m sure you might need some assistance. I know you like to work alone, but just think of it as saving me. Those jerks from Langria are hot on my tail, and I need your protection. Please don’t kick me out. I’m not going anywhere.” he begged

Yvette stared at him for a long moment, then sighed, “Fine, do what you want.

She knew he was just making excuses to stick around and help her. No matter how closely the folks from Langria were after him, it wouldn’t be hard for him to go off the grid if he wanted to. Suddenly, she felt like she was owing people favors lately, But that she didn’t feel bad.

Eagle King finally relaxed. He was genuinely worried she would send him away.

Yvette took a long drink from her glass, and soon her gaze became a little hazy. My tolerance is still so low, she thought, rubbing her temples while asking. “What have Flying Fish been up to lately?”