Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Jeremiah walked into the living room, with Yusef following behind him carrying two cups of coffee.

In the living room, Yvette and Jase were each sitting on opposite sides of a partially played chess, Obviously, the two were engaged in a game.

Jase and Yvette saw Jeremiah and the others come in but didn’t feel like talking.

Yusef placed the two cups of coffee beside them and stepped back.

Emmett looked at the scene before him, unsure what to say.

Mr. Jase Chavez was in sync with Yvette.

Jeremiah went over, sat next to Yvette, and stayed quiet.

Jase gave him a sidelong glance.

That was typical of someone who forgot his granddad when he had a girlfriend.

The black pieces on the chess were already losing.

Jase stroked his beard, a hint of smugness in his eyes, maintaining his composure.

He deliberately said, “Hey, Yvette, look at this board, do we even need to continue?”

Yusef stood by Jase’s side, while Emmett stood by Jeremiah and Yvette.

Both of them looked at the chessboard.

Mr. Jase Chavez’s white pieces had indeed taken the lead, and the black pieces couldn’t make a comeback anymore.

It was obvious that Yvette had lost the game and she lost badly.

Jeremiah speared a piece of sliced apple with his fork and held it up to Yvette to feed her.

Yvette naturally opened her mouth and ate it.

Emmett was already accustomed to it. He’d seen this so often that he was numb to it

But for Jase and Yusef across from them, it was the first time they had seen such a scene.

It was quite a shock.

Especially Jase, who felt extremely conflicted.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

He never imagined his grandson could be so considerate when in love.

He thought, ‘He feeds her apples? Are they not afraid of the sour

Jeremiah tilted his head and tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

His voice was gentle. “Let Grandpa win?”

Yvette slightly tilted her face, with a smile tugging at the corners of her lips, and her clear eyes focused on him.

She said. “Nope, just killing Jime out of boredom.”

Jase wasn’t having it, “Yvette, you can’t back out. A bet’s a bett

Yvette turned her head to Jase, her voice calm. “Continue)

Jase thought she wouldn’t give up until the very end, but he was sure he’d win anyway, so he didn’t mind waiting a bit longer.

So, they continued their match.

Half an hour later, the expressions of everyone, except for Yvette and Jeremiah, were filled with shock.

That was because they had watched Yvette cleverly turn the tables step by step during the half hour. It was a comeback victory against all odds.

In the end, the outcome of the board was clear the black pieces dominated

Yvette won. Jase’s eyes twitched.

He finally realized that Yvette’s boredom had been a ruse to let him win most of the game earlier.

Jase blushed slightly, coughed awkwardly, and took a sip of coffee.

He said, “This round is yours, Yvette.”

Yvette twirled the black chess piece in her fingers, raised her chin, and teased, “Does it count?”

Seeing everyone looking at him, Jase replied with a hint of grievance, “You really don’t give your grandpa any face, do you, girl:”

His tone was slightly pitiful.

Jeremiah paused for a moment, looking at Jase with an indifferent expression.

He said, “Grandpa, you’re overacting.”

Emmett… realized whose side Mr. Chavez would take if Yve and Mr. Jase Chavez had a conflict.

Jase was momentarily choked up and thought, “What an ungrateful kid! He is always trying to undermine me

Seeing this. Yusef quickly gave Jase a way out.

He said, “Mr. Jase Chavez, Mr. Clifford Chavez just called. He asked if you’re coming back for dinner today.”

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Jase nodded in satisfaction, finally feeling comforted. At least his son still thought of him.

He was happy, glanced at Jeremiah, and gave a light snort.

Putting on airs, he said, “Tell Clifford I’m not coming back for dinner today. I’ll head to Walter’s place instead.”

Yusef nodded and immediately called Clifford back…

“Chifford, Mr. Jase Chavez says he’s not coming back, so you dont need to go out of your way to prepare anything

On the other end of the line, Clifford’s voice came through the phone and was heard clearly by Jeremiah, Yvette, and

Erumelt.

“Alright, sounds good. It’s Aurora. She let me ask if Dad is coming home for dinner. Let’s just have him eat at Uncle Walter’s place, so Aurora won’t have to work all day. She’s already exhausted. That’s settled. Hanging up.”

Jase’s smug smile froze un his face.

He took a deep breath and told himself. This is my very child, my child… Forget about my childr

He felt the urge to go back and strangle that little rascal,

He was just another one who forgot his dad once he had got a wife.

The scene was filled with awkward silence.

Yusef quickly hung up the phone.

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Yusef thought, “I have planned they would act as firefighters. They are just making things worse.

Yvette carefully placed her black chess piece down, looked up at Jeremiah, and said, “Tm hungry. Let’s have some steak.”

Jeremiah nodded, stood up, and gently ruffled her hair. It was soft and smooth.

Tll go and get some materials now, Wait for me,” he said.

Turning to Jase, he said, “Grandpa, want to join us?

Jase considered pretending to shrug it off, but he was really afraid that his grandson would actually leave him out.

It would be awkward.

Yvette gave him a quick glance. A small smile tugged at her lips.

“The loser has to grant the winner one request. Mine is that you stay and have steak with us.”

Jase was secretly pleased but put on a reluctant front and nodded.

“Alright then, I’ll stay and have a meal with you, young lady,” he said.

He was a man of high status. Usually, he was too busy to enjoy a simple home-cooked meal, and with Jeremiah’s naturally cold demeanor from a young age, the chances they had dinner together were rare.

Emmett and Yusef both noticed how happy Jase was.

The two of them volunteered to take on the task of preparing the materials.

Once everyone left, only Yvette and Jase were left in the living room.

Jase looked at Yvette with a kind expression.

He took a sip of the coffee and spoke in a gentle, lingering tone, International youth painter Cyanbird? Brilliant physicist S who played a crucial role in developing the new energy project? True behind-the-scenes investor of Sunrise Group? Founder of the brand Vibe? Top-level confidential officer for Interpol?”

Jase’s status meant that Yvette’s identities could never stay hidden.

Honestly, Jase

e was quite surprised when he discovered all these. His grandson certainly had a sharp eye.

Yvette was only in her early twenties but had all these positions. Any one of them would put her at the top of the pyramid.

But Yvette was so calm and unperturbed by honor or disgrace. Just that poise alone was enough to qualify her as the future matriarch of the Chavez family

Yvette didn’t have any reaction to these remarks, and she merely lifted her eyes slightly

With stunning features her deep, blue eyes had a cold, trembling look. “So what?” she asked.

Jase paused slightly with the coffee cup in his hand, a flicker in his eyes. In a soft voice, he asked, “So which one is the real you?”

Yvette curled her lips, leaned back, and crossed her legs, giving off a lazy and carefree vibe.

“Every single one of them is me. There’s no conflict,” she answered.

Jase stared at her. For a long moment, “You’ve passed the test.”

Yvette casually tapped her foot, meeting Jase’s gaze.

She said. “Actually, from the start, today’s test was a setup. You wanted me to find a flaw. You were more interested in testing the my skills in observation and how I handled the situation. In other words, if I had arrogantly jumped in to help you, helpless farmer. I bet you wouldn’t be sitting here right now.”