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

After finishing their steak, Yvette and Jeremiah left, and Andrew walked Bonnie back to school. The two of them bickered and teased each other all the way.NôvelDrama.Org content.

Maple Villas was the closest neighborhood to Argrol University, where most people couldn’t afford the luxury houses. As Jeremiah’s Jeep approached the gate, the security guard recognized it and opened the gate without checking who they were.

He had only seen Jeremiah once before, but he remembered that he was tall and handsome. Most unforgettable, though, was how he bought five villas in one go without hesitation.

There were plenty of handsome guys and rich ones in the world, but men with both two traits were rare. That was why the. security guard recognized him.

Yvette was lazily curled up in the passenger seat, her pale resting on her delicate hand. Jeremiah had taken off his jacket, and his collarbone and Adam’s apple gave him an irresistibly s****y vibe. With one hand on the steering wheel, he radiated a certain air of elegance in the dim light.

Yvette glanced at his lips, having a weird feeling as she quickly looked away, feeling a bit awkward. She thought, ‘Seriously, how could a guy look so tempting?’

Jeremiah noticed her shyness and smirked.

They entered the villa complex and finally stopped in front of one of the villas. Yvette didn’t rush to get out. Instead, she casually rested her arm on the door while tilting her head slightly to look at Jeremiah. “When did you buy those houses?”

Jeremiah parked the car, turned off the engine and replied in a deep voice, “Right after I got back from Mysonna.”

Yvette’s sharp eyes fixed on him, a slight smirk forming at the corner of her lips. After a pause, she asked, “Are you thinking about living with me?”

Jeremiah’s fingers tightened on the steering wheel, a faint blush creeping up his face. She always had a way of catching him off guard. He forced himself to act nonchalant as he answered, “Yeah, I’ve been thinking about it.”

Yvette gently laid her fingers on Jeremiah’s chest, and through his shirt, she could feel how fast his heart was beating.

Jeremiah’s body tensed for a second. He thought, ‘Didn’t she know she can’t just touch a guy’s body like that? It would turn me on.’ He mentally chastised himself for being so helpless in front of her.

Yvette pulled her hand back, her expression indifferent. After a few seconds, she lazily sank back into her seat and said, “Let’s get out of the car.” Then, without waiting for a response, she unbuckled her seatbelt and got out.

Jeremiah sat in the driver’s seat, confused. He thought, ‘Was that a yes or a no?’

Seeing her out of the car, Jeremiah quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and followed her.

The villa had a modern-industrial design. It looked simple and clean. The entrance was equipped with facial recognition, and the entire house featured the latest smart home system customized from Mysonna

As soon as Yvette approached the front door, it opened automatically.

Yvette stood at the door, one hand casually in her pocket, not in a rush to go in. Jeremiah quickly caught up. From inside the house, a robotic voice suddenly chimed, “Welcome home, my dear master. I’m your favorite assistant, Jerry! What would you like me to do for you?”

A faint smirk appeared on Yvette’s face. She tilted her head slightly and raised her eyebrows, saying lazily, “That’s crazy, Jeremiah.”

Jeremiah’s mouth twitched. He knew Andrew wasn’t reliable, but he didn’t expect him to be so ridiculous. “I feel the need to explain. Andrew designed this robot. It has nothing to do with me.”

Yvette glanced up indifferently. “Oh, okay.” She turned and walked inside, leaving him standing at the door.

Jeremiah rubbed his thumb, staring at her back while thinking about a hundred ways to get back at Andrew.

Jeremiah stood outside for about two minutes before finally going in. By the time he walked in, Yvette was already sitting on the couch, sipping a glass of juice. As soon as he sat down, that familiar robotic voice rang out again.

“Hello! What would you like to drink?”

“Cleaning mode on. Jerry is at your service.”

“Lighting mode on. Jerry will adjust the lights for you.”

Yvette lowered her gaze, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Jeremiah, with a stern face, pulled out his phone and quickly found the app to shut off the system. Finally, the villa fell silent.

Trying to shake off his awkwardness, Jeremiah said, “Do you want to check out upstairs?”

Yvette nodded, and the two of them headed up to the second floor together.

The second floor had the master bedroom in the center, flanked by a custom art studio on one side and a fully soundproofed music room on the other. In the middle of the music room sat a sleek black grand piano, which Jeremiah had specially imported from the West Auction House. It was one of a kind in the world.

After showing Yvette around, they returned to the couch in the living room.

Jeremiah went to the fridge and brought out some desserts he had prepared, placing them on the table. “Are you staying over tonight?” he asked casually.

Yvette, who curled up on the couch, barely looked up from her mobile game as she responded, “Sure.”

Jeremiah’s eyes darkened as he watched her fingers move across the screen and her slender waist. Desire simmered in his gaze.

He almost said the next line-“My room is just next door. Call if you need anything.”

Fortunately, he held back. For once, he was glad that he wasn’t the type to act on impulse.

After Yvette finished her dessert, they headed up to the second floor. At the door to the master bedroom, Yvette turned, her chin slightly raised and lips curving into a playful smile. She said in a low voice, “Goodnight.” Then she stepped into the bedroom and closed the door behind her.

Once again, Jeremiah found himself left at the doorway. He lowered his head with a faint smile. He stood there for a moment before heading back to his own bedroom next door. He knew Yvette wouldn’t let him into her room that easily.

What she didn’t know, though, was that the two bedrooms were secretly connected by a hidden door. However, without her permission, he wouldn’t open it.

At the Carter residence, Winona abruptly opened her eyes in the middle of the night. She glanced sideways at Victor, who was fast asleep beside her, and carefully lifted the blanket, sliding her feet into slippers before quietly opening the door.

As soon as Winona left the room, Victor’s eyes snapped open. He squinted his eyes with fierceness, feeling angry. A few minutes later, he closed his eyes again, though his fists clenched so tightly at his sides that the veins bulged.

Winona made her way to the corner of the second floor, where someone suddenly pulled her into a dark corner. She showed no surprise or fear because she knew it was Robert.

They had been meeting each other like this for a long time. Recently, however, her pregnancy symptoms had started to show, so they hadn’t been able to indulge as freely in their secret meetings.

Robert found himself deeply in love with Winona, to the point where he considered making their relationship public. He didn’t care if people would scorn them. Anyway, Winona had been pregnant with his child and they had confirmed it was a boy. Moreover, Victor was not favored by Claude, so if he could have another son, he would be valued more by Claude.

Robert held Winona close, gently stroking her belly with a voice dripping with sweetness. “Has the baby been troubling you?”

Winona, preoccupied with her thoughts and eager to make a phone call, brushed him off with a casual response. “No, he’s been good. Why aren’t you with Yulia? Didn’t she come back today?”

Yulia had recently been staying at her mother’s house, helping her brother prepare for his wedding, which had given Robert and Winona more opportunities to meet in secret while Victor was constantly away.

Robert snorted and said, “Don’t mention her. She makes me sick. Come here, babe. I want to kiss you.”

Winona suppressed her disgust, though her face remained as radiant as ever, her voice soft and delicate as always. “Stop it, Victor isn’t fully asleep yet. What if he finds out?”