Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Charles was at a loss for words.

Right now, Andrew was just like a poor toy for the drunken Yvette.

Samantha got up and walked to the window.

Charles glanced over and thought, ‘Samantha’s just pretending to be careless. After all, Andrew’s her little brother.

But the next moment, Charles was almost knocked out of his senses when Samantha said to Jeremiah with her hands on her chin, looking at Andrew tied to the post in the yard, “Mr. Chavez don’t you think Yvette is being too nice to the brat? That model from last time was wretched compared to him. Yvette is sjich a kind girl”

Jeremiah put down his coffee cup, leaning back on the sofa with his legs crossed casually, and gave a slight nod.

“Yvette has always been kind.”

Shocked at their conversation, Charles thought, ‘What are these two talking about?

‘Even I as a devoted fan of Yvette find it unbelievable.

‘Kind? Yvette? Isn’t she the one in charge of the Seventy-Two Chambers and infamous for her cruelty throughout Mysonna’s underground world?

Imust have misheard. That’s the only explanation.’

In the yard, Andrew excitedly drew circles on the ground with his foot when he saw Samantha through the window.

He could have used his hands instead if he was not all tied up.

Both mentally and physically exhausted, Andrew never imagined that the opportunity he fought so hard for would end up like this.

Not only were his wishes shattered, but now his life might end here.

By now Andrew would be a fool if he couldn’t tell that Yvette was drunk, but he wondered in puzzlement, ‘How come she got drunk so easily?

‘Didn’t she claim she was good at drinking?

‘And why is she so scary when drunk?’

Samantha waved at Andrew after noticing his distress signal and walked back to the couch.

She sighed while sitting down. “Mr. Chavez, if I were a man, I’d compete with you for Yvette.”

Jeremiah glanced at Samantha and said casually, “Sorry. You missed your chance.”

Undiscouraged, Samantha thought, ‘So what? I could at least be sisters with Yvette.’

Charles quietly took a sip of coffee and thought, ‘I pray for you, Andrew.

‘But there’s nothing else I can do for you.

‘Besides, I don’t want to look strange among people.’

Then Charles joined the conversation with the other two, completely forgetting about Andrew.

The next day at eight o’clock, Yvette opened her eyes right on time, finding the space next to her as empty as usual except for a faint hint of inint.

She briskly got up to wash, selected a simple tracksuit from the closet, and went downstairs where Samantha, Andrew, and Charles were already waiting for her with a dazzling variety of breakfasts on the table.

Yvette walked over, but as soon as she sat down, Andrew sprang up from his chair and exclaimed, “Andrew reporting for duty. Your orders, Madain!”

Amused by Andrew’s face, Samantha and Charles struggled to hold the laughter.

Yvette paused, lifting her eyes with a mix of confusion and curiosity.

She glanced at Andrew who was saluting, and thought, ‘Why does his face look like that?’

Then she looked at Charles and Samantha, both trying hard not to laugh.

Finally, Yvette asked, her eyes innocent and bright, “What’s your deal? Didn’t you sleep well?”

Speechless, Andrew thought, ‘What? The black circles under my eyes were bruises left by her punching. My body is aching even after the entire night. If it weren’t for Charles who applied me some medicine, I wouldn’t have been able to get up morning.

He recalled the torment last night when Yvette not only forced him to recite poems but insisted on playing a trivia quiz.

Question: [Why does your mom say you should “learn to live on air” if you idle around?]

Answer: [Because the air can starve you to death.]

Andrew thought, ‘What kind of stuff was that? And if I got it wrong, out came the stick, with no mercy whatsoever. Now Yvette forget about it all? I doubt there is anyone more miserable than me in this world.

Andrew cautiously asked, “Yvette, have you forgotten everything that happened last night?”

Yvette took a sip of her orange juice and said with a cool voice while looking seriously at Andrew, “I had two glasses of red wine, and after that… I can’t remember.”

Andrew gave her a pitiful look and gritted his teeth.

With a miserable face, he said, “Yvette, you’re an amazing drinker, but don’t drink next time.”

‘Or could you pick someone else next time?’ Andrew thought and slumped back into his chair, with a catchy tune stuck in his head. [Let it go…]

Looking at Andrew covered in bruises, Yvette pressed her lips and thought, ‘Did I do this to him?’

Yvette glanced at Samantha and Charles and asked, “Was it me who did it?”

Andrew looked at the two with eager anticipation and thought, ‘Please be honest and tell her the truth!’

Samantha looked at Yvette with a bright smile and shook her head. “No, it wasn’t you. How could you hit Andrew? He fell on his own.”

Yvette turned to Charles. “Is it true?”

Charles nodded seriously. “Yes, Yve.”

Andrew, sitting beside them, raised his finger in silence at Samajiha and Charles.

Dumbstruck, he thought, Liars! I wonder where is the justice!This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Just then, Jeremiah came out of the kitchen and placed a plate of pierogies in front of Yvette.

“It’s beef and radish. Have a try!”

Yvette took a bite and casually said to Andrew, “Be careful next time”

Hearing her kind words, Andrew had no choice but to swallow his tears and replied, “I got it, Yvette.”

Jeremiah sat down next to Yvette.

Samantha looked at the sandwich in her hand and then at the steaming pierogies in front of Yvette.

Suddenly, her sandwich didn’t seem so appealing.

That biased man, Samantha thought and glanced at the TV, remembering that today was the day for the Ybaullan delegation to visit Clusia.

Samantha asked, “Mr. Chavez, is the visiting Ybaulla delegation arriving this afternoon? Are they still staying for a week?”

Jeremiah took a sip of black coffee and said, “They’re arriving at three in the afternoon and will stay for ten days”

Samantha was concerned because many of her businesses were involved this time.

She sneered, “Mr. Chavez, do they have some other purpose?”

Jeremiah replied, “The delegation has two additional members, Kaiden Harper and Robin Jenkins.”

When Charles heard the names, his fork slipped from his hand and clattered onto the table.

Everyone’s eyes turned towards him.

Charles calmly picked up the fork, nodding apologetically.

“Sorry. You guys continue,” he said.