Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Jase’s eyes were sharp as he looked at Yvette, stroking his heard.

He spoke with a voice that held the cold authority of someone in charge.

“Yvette, you’re indeed very clever. If you had stepped in to help me just now, I’d have been disappointed. The Chavez family doesn’t need a hostess who’s overly kind and naive, easily trusting others without forming her own opinions. I’m glad you’re so calm and rational.

Yvette’s fingers gently tapped the tabletop in a steady rhythm.

Her usual cool demeanor s howed in her raised eyebrows and the corners of her eyes.

She said. “It won’t happen again.”

Jase had some understanding of her personality.

She had a reputation that didn’t quite match her presence, and meeting her, his granddaughter–in–law, felt like meeting a thorny rose.

Yet, he couldn’t deny that there was something impressive about her. Only those with real talent could afford a temper

Someone like her was truly suited to be the hostess of the Chavez family.

Jase wasn’t upset by her words. Instead, he paused and switched the topic.

He muttered, Jeremiah really has a great taste, doesn’t he? How did he manage to win you over? My grandson doesn’t have the best personality or charm and isn’t great at–making girls laugh. Besides inheriting my handsome looks, how did he catch your eye?”

Yvette’s eyes were expressionless. Her usual laziness was apparent as her lips curled into a mischievous grin.

She glanced past him. With a light and slow voice, she asked, ‘Is it strange that I have a crush on him?”

Jase cleared his throat and was about to say something when a familiar, cold voice interrupted. “Grandpa, what is strange?”

Jase’s face froze, and his back straightened, as an icy chill swept over him.

That was when he realized he had been outsmarted by the girl

Emmett was with Jeremiah. The grandpa was caught talking badly about his grandson! It was awkward.

The thing was that neither the grandpa nor the grandson were average people. One was a marshal in Clusia, and the other was a Major General.

If that wasn’t handled well, it could easily turn a family conflict into a political scandal.

The girl was really tough. It was totally a situation to avoid!

Jase turned around and gave Jeremiah a warm, yet nervous, look.

“Oh hey, grandson, how did you get back so fast?” he said.

Jeremiah narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the smiling old man, and a smirk formed on his lips.

Jase always found that smile a bit intimidating.

His grandson’s smile never–geant anything good

And right in the next moment, it was just as he predicted.

“Grandpa, is it true that Grandma said she wasn’t that interested in you and only gave in because you kept bugging her?” Jeremiah asked.

Emmett moved at lightning speed, immediately covering his ears with a sincere look directed at Jase.

His eyes expressed his loyalty. It meant “Mr. Jase Chavez, I didn’t hear anything.”

Jase’s mouth twitched. His anger made his blood pressure soar. The brat just stabbed him right in the heart without a second thought.

It was his wife who was infatuated with him and pursued him first. But finally he was the clingy one.

His entire reputation was ruined by this cheeky kid.

Jase felt like even eating steak wouldn’t prevent indigestion.

Anyway, he’d already met that girl, and staying any longer might just give him a heart attack.

He might go and find Walter for a game of chess.

Jase stood up, his eighty–year–old body still quite agile.

He waved his hand and said, “Alright, alright, I’ve been busy for a while now. My old bones can’t take it. You guys go ahead, and enjoy your meal without me.”

He then turned to Yvette and said, “Girl, if you have time, come back to the old manor to see this old man. I wasn’t serious during our chess game today. Just wait for next time. I’ll surely bear you. Come by the old manor in a couple of days. My daughter–in–law is eager to see you.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Emmett had been by Jeremiah’s side for so many years.

Every time they went to see Mr. Jase Chavez was during formal events.

Mr. Jase Chavez was very serious. Even a slight frown from him would make those below tremble with fear.

However, the attitude of Mr. Jase Chavez toward Yvette was extremely kind and friendly.

It seemed Mr. Jase Chavez had accepted Yvette.

No wonder she was brave enough to kill a giant python in the rainforest without a blink. She managed to easily handle such a significant figure like the old man in less than half a day.

It was remarkable. He was completely convinced.

Yvette also stood up, calm and composed, and her brows slightly furrowed. “Okay,” she said.

Jase felt that he had lost face today and needed to find a way to regain it.

So when he reached the entrance of the living room, he paused and glanced at Yvette, and then at Jeremiah.

“I have photos of little Jeremiah dressed as a girl when he was three. Do you want to take a look when you visit?” he asked.

Yvette lifted her eyes. Concise and to the point, she said calmly. Sure, I’ll take a look.”

Jeremiah was speechless.

Emmett thought, This grandparent–grandchild duo is going all out to mess with each other.

He really wanted to see Mr. Chavez in women’s clothing too!

There was no need to guess it was definitely Aurora’s doing. She was famously known for preferring girls over boys,

People outside didn’t believe she was biased towards girls. In high society, all people would want a son to secure their status.

But everyone in the Chavez family knew that before Mr. Chavez was born, all she prepared were baby girl items and at princess bedroom.

When Mr. Chavez was born, she almost fell into depression.

Her dream of having a sweet, soft little girl turned out to be a boy.

Aurora was simply obsessed with appearances,

Mr. Chavez, when he was a child, completely won back Aurora’s affection with his “looks.”

Jase and Yusef walked to the door.

Jase’s personal car was ready, with two military vehicles following behind.

His safety was a national priority, allowing no room for error.

He required round–the–clock personal protection.

It was safe to say that assassination was impossible in Clusia. Even if an assassin shot once, there was no chance for a second shot.

The three soldiers who were acting earlier had also changed back into their uniforms.

They looked completely different from before. Jeremiah quietly followed behind.

Seeing this, Yusef knew they wanted to talk and stepped aside.

He gave them some space, Jase’s expression was stern. He turned around, glaring at Jeremiah.

“Instead of going back to keep Yvette company, you’re here to see me off. Just say what you want to say.”

Jeremiah stood in the sunlight with his lips pursed, his deep, blue eyes were intense and cold.

“Grandpa, it won’t happen again.”

Jase heard this twice in an hour and didn’t know what to say.

They were playing a telepathy game with him. They really were in sync.

He initially planned to tell his grandson about Yvette’s true identity. Now? No way, he’d let the kid guess for himself.

If one was going to set up his grandson, he might see it all the way through.

“Listen, you brat,” Jase said, “I haven’t done anything about Yvette yet. Look, I’m not that idle. That girl is truly remarkable. Since you acknowledge her worth, treat her well. I’m too old to interfere with your love matters. Anyway, I’m off..”

After Jase and the others left. Jeremiah’s phone rang in his pocket, and he answered it.

It was an international call from Bruce. “Mr. Chavez, Frankie has already obediently gone to Afria. The gold mine there is expected to be completely tapped in about a week.”

Jeremiah held the phone; his face expressionless, and respond

Bruce continued, “Mr. Chavez, I’ve informed Braydon of your dispatched his personal guardsman, a hitman known in the str kill you. Our people are keeping a close eye on The Phantom‘