Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Two big shots were in love. Gifts given at a whim could really irritate someone..

Emmett recalled yesterday when Aurora asked him what Yvette liked.

Emmett felt helpless. Aurora was even more extravagant.

She gave a lot of things, from jewelry to companies under her control and to a rose manor. Unbelievably, she even considered gifting Yvette a private island in the Pacific.

And these were just a few small meeting gifts’ in her opinion.

Skyland has been well prepared ahead of time. Except for some of the traditional Clusian style preserved, every piece of decor was chosen according to Yvette’s taste.

Efforts could really be seen in it..

Yvette’s room featured a minimalist neutral style, mainly in black, white, and gray.

Jeremiah didn’t spend much time in Betrico during his missions, and his visits were brief, so Aurora decorated Skyland in her favorite traditional Clusian style.

A while back, Jeremiah had Emmett start the remodeling, so nowy Skyland had been transformed and all products of the villa were high-tech gadgets.

Yvette wandered around and got a general idea of the villa.

Jeremiah’s room was still next to hers, as usual.

The most intriguing part was the sliding door within a door.”

The old manor of the Chavez family was a true military compound with its own private entrance.

Jeremiah’s mother, Aurora, was fifty-three this year.

You could still see traces of her youthful beauty; even now, she looked as young as a girl.

She had Jeremiah in her twenties, and after she recovered, she took over her family’s business, diving into the business world.

With the Chavez family’s open-mindedness and Clifford Chavez’s doting love, Aurora lived a fairy-tale life.

With understanding in-laws, a loving husband, and a talented son, everyone in Betrico envied Mrs. Chavez’s fortunate life.

One might wonder how many good deeds she had done in the past to earn such a life.

It was not until last year that Aurora gradually retired to focus more on her family.

She stopped appearing unless it was for something essential at the company. She didn’t even attend important parties.

Jeremiah’s father, Clifford, was a director at a department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

He could retire next year.

Whenever they had a vacation, they would travel the world to enjoy different cuisines.

Aurora already knew Jeremiah and Yvette’s flight schedule.

Early in the morning, she was restless, pacing around the living room and constantly glancing at the door.

Clifford took a sip of orange juice, set down the newspaper, and adjusted his glasses.

He was the image of sophistication. The sharpness he displayed on TV was gone.

When he looked at his wife, he completely softened.

He coughed softly, feeling a bit jealous when Aurora didn’t look at him.

He thought, I have already lost my status even before my daughter-in-law arrived. Even breakfast isn’t my favorite quiche and milk. The table was filled with the favorite foods of Jeremial”

He glanced at the very noticeable lobster on the table and thought, “Who even ate that so early in the morning? It is all because Jeremiah mentioned his girlfriend loved lobster. Is it really necessary?

I am allergic to seafood! People say that once a young guy gets married, he forgets his mother. But, in my wife’s case, it is more like she forgets about me after she gets a daughter-in-law. Where could I even voice my complaints?

Getting older… losing respect more and more. I was treated like a treasure in my youth and was wooed and coaxed into bed. But once it was committed, the responsibility disappeared. If I hadn’t caught her at the airport back then, she might have wandered off with Jeremiah still in her belly

Clifford coughed heavily a few more times.

Even the servants nearby could tell Clifford was just seeking attention.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

A few maids exchanged glances, trying their best not to laugh.

They were all longtime staff of the Chavez family and were quite used to the way Clifford and Aurora interacted.

They had been bickering like this consistently for decades.

Every time, it was Clifford who ended up finding ways to cheer Aurora up.

Clifford usually ended up sleeping in the study for a few days each month.

If three days went by and Aurora was still not talking to him, they might see him pitifully knocking on her door at midnight with a blanket

Cara, who had been with Aurora since her childhood, caught Clifford’s pleading glance and sighed.

At the moment, Aurora was only focused on her future daughter-in-law that she hadn’t even met yet. She was not concerned with Clifford.

But nobody really could blame Aurora.

Jeremiah was already thirty and had spent all those years in the army. Finally, he had found a girlfriend.

Aurora had almost accepted the idea that he would remain a bachelor for life.

As soon as she heard he had a girlfriend, she flew back from overseas and hadn’t gone anywhere since, eagerly waiting for the girl to come over for a casual meal.

Cara approached Aurora respectfully and said, “Madam, Mr. Chavez hasn’t eaten much today.”

Aurora turned around, displaying a figure that disguised the rounded forms typical of her peers. She stared at Clifford, who was pretending not to care.

She cleared her throat. Are you going to eat or not? If not, hurry up and go upstairs to change. What if Jeremiah brings his girlfriend over and you look too casual?”

Clifford was left in a difficult spot, unsure if he should continue eating his churro.

Annoyed, he put the churro down.

He looked at Aurora, who was dressed very formally in a lavender dress paired with an emerald necklace.

She looked absolutely exquisite.

With a frown, he spoke in a serious, slightly jealous tone, “Isn’t that a bit too formal? You’re just meeting Jeremiah’s girlfriend, and there is no need to go all out for someone younger.”

Aurora, hearing this, sat on the couch, crossed her arms, and said. “Someone younger? That girl saved your son from a life of loneliness. Without her, your son would be single forever. You know how difficult he is. Do you remember all those ladies in Betrico who tried to impress him a few years back? No one was successful! So, Clifford, I’m telling you, when your daughter- in-law comes over for dinner, you’d better not scare her off with that serious face, or you’re not getting back in my bed for the rest of your life, alright?”

Seeing she was genuinely upset, Clifford quickly reassured Aurora, “Honey, I didn’t mean it that way. I mean that he probably won’t bring anyone over today, so there’s no need to prepare such a big dinner. I’d be thrilled if he did bring his girlfriend over. I’ll change my clothes, okay? And stop talking like that, would you? We’re not young anymore, and let’s keep it respectable.”

Clifford was frustrated but didn’t dare to show it.

If he kept talking, it would only backfire on him.

He’d already been sleeping in the study this month, and his old back couldn’t take much more of it. They weren’t young anymore, yet she still liked to punish him this way.

She was never getting tired of it.

Aurora let out a haughty “humph,” looking all generous, like she wouldn’t bother arguing with him.

The servants all twitched their mouths.

Clifford seemed to have been completely wrapped around his wife’s finger his whole life.

It was not true that there was no love in high society, only interests.

Clifford and his wife married out of genuine love.

They’d been in love for so many years. Whenever Clifford wasn’t working, he always came home to be with his wife right away.

If Aurora asked him to go east, he would never dare West.

Because Aurora had chronic headaches, he personally studied with a traditional doctor for six whole months, massaging her every day without ever complaining of difficulty.

That was love.