Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

The next day, before dawn, Yvette woke up, saw Eagle King and Flying Fish off at the door, and returned to the hotel to get some more sleep.

Around 9 am, the doorbell rang. Yvette got up, put on an oversized T-shirt, and walked over to open the door, her eyes half closed.

When the door opened, she saw Jeremiah standing outside in light-colored casual clothes, holding a food container. She had already guessed it was him and wasn’t surprised. She glanced at the food container in his hand. “Come in.”

Jeremiah immediately noticed Yvette’s long, straight legs under her oversized T-shirt. Her collarbones were clearly visible due to the oversized shirt. Jeremiah cleared his throat awkwardly and walked in, acting like nothing had happened, slightly averting his gaze.

“The hotel here doesn’t serve Clusian food, so I went out and got you some. As he spoke. Jeremiah neatly laid everything out on the table.

Yvette sniffed, her voice groggy from just waking up, sounding muffled and completely different from her usual cold tone. “Wait a sec. I’m going to brush my teeth and wash my face,” she said, heading into the bathroom.

Jeremiah paused for a moment. “Okay”

Ten minutes later. Yvette came ont of the bathroom, yawning as she scrolled through her phone. She pulled out a the dining table, sat down, and started eating,Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

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Jeremiah sat beside her, casually handing over a napkin as he asked, “Do you have any plans later? Want to go out and walk around!”

Yvette took a bite of the food, which was juicy and tender. She looked up at Jeremiah. “Sure.”

After finishing their meal, Yvette randomly grabbed an outfit from the wardrobe. She only brought a black bag with her and nothing else. Eagle King had prepared the clothes in advance, with everything in the black-and-white sporty style that Yvette preferred.

Kransbay’s weather was exceptionally good that day. Compared to the previous days, the temperature had dropped slightly The sky was clear, and the sun shone brightly,

A gentle breeze drifted through the air, while rays of sunlight filtered through the leaves, creating shifting shadows on the ground. Cicadas buzzed endlessly on either side of the trees.

The two of them left the hotel and found a nearby food street. They wandered around, sampling various local snacks. Yvette wasn’t particularly impressed by the food; it wasn’t quite to her taste, so she only took a few bites before stopping.

Jeremiah noticed she wasn’t really into the local snacks. They eventually found a Clusian restaurant. It was a barbecue place run by a northern Clusian man. The owner, seeing their complexion, immediately knew they were from Clusia and warmly

welcomed them.

Once seated, Jeremiah and Yvette ordered several skewers and handed the menu back to the owner. Having done business there for many years, the owner had a keen eye for people. He could tell that they weren’t ordinary people. They were clearly wealthy and distinguished. The chubby owner asked, “Are you two here for the emerald auction?

Jeremiah stopped wiping the table. His eyes flickered as he looked up with a smile. “How did you know? Can you tell fortunes Jeremiah quickly became friendly with the owner after only a few word,

The owner chuckled and looked confident.

over the world come to buy raw emerald I’ve been here for years. Every year around this time, people from all

folks make the fortune here, while others aren’t so lucky. Every year,

people would jump off the building across the street. Stone gambling is too risky.”

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He then pointed toward some men in black in the distance and whispered, “Since you’re also from Clusia, I’m giving you a friendly reminder-be extra careful these days. Yesterday, our local gang leader, Caleb, issued an order to catch a guy. No idea who was bold enough to steal from Calebs. That thief has guts. But if they catch him, he’s dead for sure.”

The owner glanced at Yvette, who was focused on her phone, and continued, “Are you two a couple? You look great together, like a match made in heaven”

Yvette paused when she heard that. She kicked an empty beer can under the table, glanced up without a word, and then looked back down Jeremiah turned to look at Yvette. Seeing her lack of response, he pretended not to hear too.

The atmosphere suddenly turned awkward. The owner, realizing he might have said something wrong, chuckled nervously and quickly left with the menu

After the owner left, Jeremiah thought for a moment before asking gently, “Are you mad about what the owner said?”

Yvette paused, putting her phone back in her pocket. She picked up the glass on the table and poured herself some water. After a brief moment of thought, she raised an eyebrow and looked at Jeremiah, her voice calm. “Do you like me?”

Jeremiah’s hand froze mid-air as he reached for his glass. After a long pause, he lifted his head and nodded seriously, “Yes.”

Hearing that. Yvette didn’t move. She stared at Jeremiah for a while, her gaze unwavering. Then, she leaned back in her chair, her tone indifferent. “When did it start?”

Jeremiah’s gaze darkened. It seemed as though there was a swirling vortex in his eyes, drawing people in and making them impossible to escape. “Love at first sight.”

Yvette was stunned. She looked at Jeremiah, finding it hard to believe those words came from him.

Just then, the owner arrived with their skewers, interrupting the moment. The two ate their meal quietly, neither mentioning the previous conversation.

It was the first time Jeremiah, who was nearly 30 years old, confessed to a woman. Despite his usual calm demeanor, he couldn’t keep his cool now and was only pretending to be composed. Seeing that Yvette seemed unaffected, he felt a twinge of disappointment. Thus, Jeremiah’s first confession ended in vain over a barbecue.

When they returned to the hotel, they ran into Emmett, who had just come back from running errands. From a distance, Emmett could already smell the strong scent of barbecue on them.

As he got closer, the smell intensified. ‘Mr. Chavez had taken Ms. Zeller out for barbecue again, Emmett pondered, Normally, Jeremiah wouldn’t eat such things, yet now he kept making exceptions.

Emmett was dressed casually that day, a departure from his usual black suit look, giving him a more youthful and energetic appearance, far from looking 30. This time, he greeted Yvette politely, “Hello, Ms. Zeller”

Yvette glanced at him and nodded in acknowledgment. She could tell the two had something to discuss and wasn’t interested in listening. “I’ll take my leave first”

Jeremiah handed her the takeout that he had brought back. Yvette took it. “Okay. Tonight might get a little chaotic around. here. Stay in your room and rest. We’re planning to fly back to Seacrity tomorrow afternoon. Want to come with us?” Jeremiah asked.

Yvette casually nodded. One night was enough “Sure.”

I’ll book your ticket then,” Jeremiah uttered.

“Okay, Yvette replied.