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

With the situation spelled out so clearly, if Richard still kept assuming it was about him, he’d only further humiliate himself. No… to be precise, when Wyatt and Simon said in unison that they weren’t here for his apprenticeship ceremony, his dignity had already been shattered. Richard didn’t speak again, but the trembling of his hands revealed the turmoil and anger within him.

The crowd watched as Richard, clearly furious yet forcing a smile, stood there, while Winona beside him looked utterly embarrassed and unsure of what to do. ‘So what’s really going on? If these two important figures aren’t here for Winona’s apprenticeship ceremony, what could it be?’ Everyone was baffled. ‘It couldn’t possibly be for this recently-returned Ms. Zeller from the Chambers family’s welcome home party, could it? That would be absurd!’

Simon wasn’t concerned about Richard’s expression. He had rushed to the banquet for one person only. His gaze swept across the garden, and finally, in a small corner, he spotted Yvette eating dessert. There was another girl sitting beside her, and from their proximity, they seemed close.

At the same time, Wyatt also noticed Yvette, a flash of admiration crossing his eyes. This was the girl he’d once briefly encountered at a steakhouse. What had struck him most about her, aside from her beauty and cold demeanor, was her rebellious attitude, so different from other society girls. Seeing her today again, ‘No wonder Jeremiah, that iron-blooded king, treats her so differently. Such a stunning beauty-there’s no match for her among the women of Betrico’s noble families.’

Having found the person he came to see, Simon had no time for small talk. He greeted Wyatt and Zachary briefly before heading straight toward Yvette.

Winona, who had remained silent, saw Simon leaving and, as if suddenly struck by an idea, stepped forward to block him. Her voice carried a hint of plea. “We’ve prepared seats for you and the mayor at the head table. Please, join me.”

Zachary frowned slightly, but Wyatt said nothing. His expression, however, darkened. “This Winona is playing a little game here, trying to publicly guilt Simon into sitting with her.’

Simon paused and glanced at the pitiful-looking Winona. His voice, old and cold, replied, “First of all, congratulations, Winona. But I won’t be sitting at the head table.” With that, he brushed past her without a hint of politeness, leaving Winona standing there, face flushed with embarrassment. Simon walked straight up to Yvette in front of everyone and stopped. “Finally found you.”

Yvette leisurely raised her head, her demeanor lazy and casual, with a gleam in her beautiful eyes. Her upturned eyes carried a rebellious air, and even though she was wearing a gown, she couldn’t hide her roguish attitude. Still, she greeted Simon politely. “Hello.”

Simon nodded cheerfully, ignoring the curious glances and stares from others, and sat right down next to Yvette, engaging her in friendly conversation.

The scene was nothing short of shocking. Yet, the two people involved seemed completely unaware of how out of place it looked. ‘Is this really the same serious and stern Simon of Argrol University that we know? Unbelievable!’

Winona was grinding her teeth so hard they were about to break. Her expression darkened further, radiating a cold, hostile air. She forced herself to endure the odd looks and whispers from those around her and turned her gaze to Wyatt. ‘Right, there’s still Wyatt… compared to him, Simon is nothing. “Mr. Langford, would you like to…”

Before she could finish, Wyatt, as if knowing exactly what she was about to say, interrupted her. “Ms. Chambers, I’m afraid I’m here for Ms. Zeller of the Chambers family. I won’t steal the spotlight. Please, let Mr. Griffin take the head seat.”

Once again, the crowd erupted in shock. No one could remain calm. ‘Are both of these elusive, high-status men here for the recently returned Ms. Zeller from the Chambers family?’ The entire crowd was buzzing!

Winona finally couldn’t hold on any longer. She staggered back a step, her ears buzzing, her hands trembling uncontrollably. “How have you been, Ms. Zeller?” Wyatt’s tone, attitude, and the kind expression on his face all conveyed one message: respect. He placed Yvette on equal footing with him.

Wyatt had no idea what was going through everyone’s minds. If he did, he would’ve told them, ‘You’re overthinking it. Why would I consider myself on the same level as the woman Jeremiah has set his sights on?’

Yvette simply nodded casually in response, treating Wyatt with no more warmth than she had shown Simon earlier.

The difference in treatment was clear as day, ‘Wow, she really is something! I wish I could be as nonchalant as her, not even caring about the mayor!’

Wyatt didn’t seem to mind. After greeting Yvette, he also sat down nearby, instantly turning the once-empty corner into the center of attention in the garden. As he sat, Wyatt seemed distracted. ‘Is he coming or not?’

Zachary sighed. At this point, he had to step up and take control of the situation.

Nellie invited Richard to take the head seat and, seeing that there were fewer people around, led Winona aside. Victor noticed and followed them.

Sienna was a little curious but chose not to ask questions given the situation. ‘It’s not surprising who the boss knows!

From afar, Robert stared at Yvette and the others, his expression dark and suspicious. He turned to Yulia, who seemed stunned, and asked, “Did Yvette make a fuss when you called off the engagement?”

Yulia, watching Yvette chat with Simon and Wyatt from a distance, shook her head. “No, she… she was very straightforward about it. And… she didn’t seem upset at all. I think Yvette…” She hesitated.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Glancing at Robert’s grim face, Yulia continued cautiously. “Yvette didn’t seem to care about the engagement with Victor.”

Robert clenched his teeth but said nothing. ‘Maybe Yvette just accidentally got close to these two. Yeah… that must be it. Otherwise, what kind of reckless decision did I make?’

Meanwhile, Wyatt, sitting off to the side, was restless, frequently checking his phone. Finally, the ringtone broke the silence, and Wyatt answered immediately. ‘The person I’ve been waiting for has finally arrived. Wyatt stood up and headed out.

Everyone noticed his sudden movement. ‘Why is he leaving so abruptly?’

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As Wyatt stepped outside, he saw his secretary leading Jeremiah to the entrance. Jeremiah, dressed in a black shirt, had sword-like brows and starry eyes, his prominent Adam’s apple adding to his appeal. His dark, cold eyes narrowed slightly, his expression wrapped in a chilling frost. His gaze was as still as a frozen lake, his calm demeanor terrifying. One hand in his pocket, his movements casual yet commanding, he walked at an unhurried pace.

Wyatt quickened his steps and approached Jeremiah. To everyone’s astonishment, Wyatt bowed respectfully and greeted him. “Master Jeremiah.”

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Just that single “Master” from Wyatt was enough to reveal the terrifying status of this man. What kind of power could compel Mr. Langford to address someone as “Master”?

Jeremiah nodded, his voice cold, making everyone present shudder inwardly. “Yes.”

“Who is this mysterious, powerful man? When did someone like him appear in Seaerity’s high society?’ thought everyone.

Jeremiah scanned through the crowd in the garden and immediately spotted a young girl enjoying her dessert. The next second, his lips curled into a world-stopping smile.