Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez



Just as Edgar finished speaking and before anyone could react, the Ramirezs stepped forward. Jeremiah stood up calmly, and they greeted him delightfully, speaking fluently in Clusian. Welcome, Jeremiah

Elgar turned around to see his parents radiating friendly similes Upon looking back at Jeremiah, Edgar noticed that he exuded an aura of commanding presence, clearly a formidable character.

It was surprising to know that Jeremiah was an old acquaintance of his parents, and their relationship seemed quite friendly.

Jeremiah's dark, deep eyes revealed a hint of aloofness as he politely nodded to York and Camila. "It's been a long time. How have you both been recently?"

The Ramirezs nodded together and said, "Good-how have you been doing lately?"

Jeremiah's gaze softened slightly. "Quite well"

When the Ramirezs saw Jeremiah's expression, they knew he wasn't planning to reveal his family background in that setting. They simply smiled and chose not to pursue the topic further.

Edgar asked softly, 'Dad, who's this?" With just a mention from the Ramirezs, Edgar immediately knew Jeremiah's identity. "Mr. Chavez is the one who saved my life back in Spaunia."

The remark was brief. Edgar was shocked. Years ago, his parents had been kidnapped by pirates in Spaunia, and a Clusian general led a joint operation with soldiers from two other countries to rescue them. It turned out that the person standing before him was Jeremiah.

What intrigued Edgar was the relationship between Jeremiah and Yvette. He didn't dare to speculate that they might be involved romantically as it was difficult to imagine what it would be like for a big shot like Yvette to be dating.

"Besides, if she were dating, would that person from the presidential palace find out?' Edgar wondered.

The next moment, Jeremiah seemed to sense Edgar's thoughts and turned to Yvette with a gentle voice, saying. These are the Ramirezs, the former ambassadors to Clusia."

Then, he turned to introduce Yvette. "This is my fiancée, Yvette Zeller."

Yvette slightly lowered her gaze, her long eyelashes gently fluttering, and her bright eyes carried a hint of coldness. Her long hair was lazily draped behind her, casual and unrestrained. She nodded at the Ramirezs and greeted them.

She then shot a displeased glance at Jeremiah. 'He sure said 'fiancee so naturally! She scoffed inwardly.

Edgar was shocked after hearing Jeremiah introduce Yvette as his fiancée. Fiancée? This big shot is already engaged?'

He was pondering whether he should quickly go out and report that to someone at the presidential palace or not. If that person found out, he would be sure to rush back from abroad immediately.

Edgar was lost in his own thoughts when he looked up and saw ette raising her eyebrows. Her eyes were cold with a hint of mischief, deep and calm like a frozen pond, with her lips curled into a smile.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Edgar's heart skipped a beat as he thought, This big shot's half-smile is too intimidating. He quickly abandoned the thought of going out to make a call to inform that person.

Sienna and Bruce stood at the side, observing the atmosphere between the people in front of them. It felt off and strange. but they couldn't figure out what was strange about it.

It was normal for Jeremiah to know the Ramirezs, but it was clear that Yvette also knew Edgar. His attitude toward her was very odd. Not only were they acquainted, but there was also a hint of fear and flattery in their conversation.

Although Yvette was an Interpol officer, Edgar's status was far from that of an ordinary public official. He was the vice president of Empire Bank and a confidant of the president of Mysonna. Everyone in Mysonna's elite society knew about.

that.

Why was he being so respectful to Yvette? It seemed a bit too unusual. The atmosphere and conversation among them left others at the party confused. Edgar's attitude was downright shocking.

Why would the boss of a small business like Vibe be worth such attery from Edgar? He didn't even mind the entire room of guests as he blatantly blacklisted Arcanum Group for Vibe's bossake.

Once Edgar's words got out, which bank in Mysonna would dare to support Arcanum Group or offer them loans? What's most surprising is that Yvette hadn't said a word, Edgar had brought it up on his own.

What did that indicate? It implied that Edgar was trying to curry Favor with Yvette. Everyone was confused; a situation that should've been about seeking accountability had somehow taken a complete 180-degree turn into that.

The party resumed with the Ramirezs taking the stage to share some thoughts on marriage. The screen showed a documentary about their lives. Eventually, the party was carried out smoothly and ended successfully.

Jeremiah, Yvette, Sienna, and Bruce were already heading back to the mansion. After a brief chat, Jeremiah suggested leaving early and didn't stay until the party was over,

Yvette curled up in the car, having already changed out of her black evening gown into a simple white tee and long jeans. Her long hair was loosely tied back, draping over her shoulders. Her stunningly beautiful eyes were subtly hidden behind a few strands of hair across her forehead, exuding an astonishing beauty.

Her eyes shimmered, her skin as smooth as clouds. She tilted her head slightly, resting her chin on her hand. Bruce was driving, with Sienna in the passenger seat. It was silent inside the car.

Jeremiah looked at Yvette's profile and asked, "What's wrong?"

Just a moment ago, when Edgar saw Yvette and the others preparing to leave the hall, he had called Yvette aside in front of everyone. No one knew what they had talked about during those ten minutes.

Anyway, after Edgar had returned, his face visibly showed disappointment. He seemed down as if he had suffered some kind

f blow, and there was even a hint of lingering aggrievance on his face.

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Yvette looked at Jeremiah and pondered for a while before speaking again. "He asked if he could be invited to my wedding" Jeremiah's lips curled slightly as he held her hand, his expression intense. He chuckled softly. "What did you say?"

Yvette stared at Jeremiah's face, her tone light and relaxed, carrying a hint of indifference. “I said no-we barely know each

other."

Bruce, who was driving, and Sienna, in the passenger seat, truly didn't know how to describe their feelings at that moment. After they had heard that, there was no wonder Edgar had gone out ecstatically, yet returned to the party looking dejected.

Yvette's remark could really leave someone speechless. If they were Edgar, their mentality would've shattered right then. It was just too embarrassing.

Jeremiah slightly raised an eyebrow, his gaze deep with a hint of smile. With a smooth and maic voice, he said, "Hmm, you're right. I'll go with whatever you say."

Yvette tilted her head and glanced at him. Her eyes flickered slightly. Was he just agreeing with her? Why was he smiling? Was it that funny? Sienna thought for a moment and said, "Um-Yvette, can we be a bit more tactful in the future? After all, Edgar is the vice president of Empire Bank. We should show him a little respect. Just a little.

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Yvette propped her chin, raised her eyes, and glanced casually a Sienna.

She smirked, and with a nonchalant yet serious tone, she responded to Sienna, "I don't sugarcoat my words.

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