Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

The model Keira, whom Joel brought along, had recently gained a lot of fame. She starred in a reality show, which caused her popularity to soar.

She was introduced to Joel, and they quickly hit it off. Joel soon acknowledged her as his girlfriend.

With her newfound connections, Keira’s job offers improved significantly, and everywhere she went, people catered to her.

She prided herself on her looks and figure, believing herself to be top–tier.

Just moments ago, all eyes had been on her, but the second Samantha walked in, the attention vanished.

A wave of jealousy and anger surged through her.

But she wasn’t clueless either.

She knew Samantha was a legendary and powerful woman in Betrico and that she couldn’t afford to provoke her.

Samantha’s jewelry company was currently looking for an endorser, and Keira had hoped Joel could introduce her to Samantha so she could try to secure the job.

If she could land this, it would undoubtedly push her into the top ranks this year.

Now, the opportunity was right in front of her.

Of course, Keira, a mere model, had no idea about Jeremiah’s true identity; she only guessed he was probably also a political scion.

She had picked up some hints about the relationship between Samantha and Jeremiah from the earlier conversation.

This kind of relationship dynamic was nothing new to her, having seen plenty in the entertainment industry.

Keira kept sneaking glances at Samantha, who was sitting on the sofa sipping her vodka.

Seizing the right moment, she took her wine glass and walked over.

Samantha sat on the sofa, silent, with her eyes downcast.

Her mind was already elsewhere.

Her little “toy” had been acting up, throwing tantrums and being difficult, which she found amusing.

After all these years, he was still not obedient.

She wondered how she should remind him that she was the unshakable force he relied on.

Keira walked over gracefully and said, “Hello, Samantha, I’m Keira.”

Samantha, hearing her voice, snapped out of her thoughts.

She lifted her gaze slightly, her eyes landing on Keira, who stood before her in hot pants and a halter top, her face unmistakably altered by cosmetic surgery.

The political scions were never short of women.

Samantha didn’t even have to guess to know what kind of person she was dealing with.

She said calmly, “Calline Ms. Mitchell. Do you need something?

Keira’s face briefly showed embarrassment.

She thought, ‘As the rumors say, Samantha is indeed sharp–tongued and difficult to approach. But I’ve navigated situations like this before, and sometimes, swallowing pride is necessary. If I were too concerned about pride, I wouldn’t be where I am today!‘

Keira flashed a smile.

Suppressing her discontent, she continued, ‘Ms. Mitchell, I forgot to introduce myself. I’m Joel’s girlfriend. You might have seen me on TV recently. I was the crossover star of—”

Samantha interrupted her and said, “I haven’t seen it. If you have something to say, just say it. I don’t like beating around the bush.”

Even Keira, with her thick skin, found it hard to keep her composure after being disrespected multiple times.

But she took a deep breath and pressed on.

She said, “Ms. Mitchell, I know your jewelry company is looking for an endorser. Do you think I might be a good fit? I’d love to take on the role, and the fee is negotiable. After all, Joel and you grew up together, so I’m sure you wouldn’t mind doing me this little favor, right?”

Her words implied that if Samantha didn’t agree, it meant she wasn’t treating Joel as a friend.

Before Samantha could respond, Keira added, “Ms. Mitchell, you weren’t here just now, so you may not know that Jeremiah and his girlfriend are coming soon. You might want to be careful

She said this to earn some favor with Samantha.

Samantha lit a cigarette, exhaling a swirl of smoke that partially obscured her pretty profile.

‘Be careful?‘ she mused. ‘What exactly do I need to be careful about?‘

With a smile, she abruptly slammed her wine glass on the table.

It shattered instantly, pieces flying in all directions, with a shard grazing Keira’s leg.

Keira shrieked and stepped back–her legs were her livelihood, after all, and any injury could ruin her career.

The previously noisy and lively room fell silent in an instant.

Everyone turned to look at the grim–faced Samantha on the sofa and the terrified Keira, puzzled about what had happened.

Joel, who had been happily drinking and having games moments ago, was scared at the sight.

He hurried over and asked nervously, “Is everything okay, Samantha? Did Keira upset you?”

Joel’s words made Keira’s heart sink—he had just publicly pinned the blame on her.

She felt a chill run through her and didn’t dare to look at Joel.

Samantha snuffed out her cigarette on the table and cast a glance at Keira before looking back at Joel.

She then remarked, “Your taste in women has really gone downhill. What’s the matter? Is your company bankrupt, or are you so broke that your girlfriend has to beg others for a job?”

Joel instantly grasped what had happened.

A few days ago, Keira had been pestering him to arrange a gathering, but he now realized she had ulterior motives.

His expression darkened as he turned to Keira and said coldly, “We’re done. Get out now.”

Keira’s face drained of color.

She had worked so hard to latch onto Joel; she couldn’t accept the breakup just like that.

Despite the many people around her, she immediately began to cry, disregarding her dignity.

She sobbed, “Joel, I didn’t mean to. I swear I didn’t. Please, give me another chance! I was just mentioning it casually. I’ll forget about the job, I promise!”

Feeling pity, Joel wavered for a brief moment, but seeing that Samantha didn’t relent, he knew Keira had to go.

Meanwhile, Samantha remained unmoved by Keira’s tearful display.

She lit another cigarette and asked calmly, “Jeremiah’s girlfriend is coming? I should be careful?”

The rest immediately understood why Samantha had become so furious.

They thought, ‘A mere model dared to speak so casually about such matters in front of Samantha? What gave her the nerve? She’s even bold enough to discuss Jeremiah, something we don’t have the right to do.

Joel’s face darkened further.

The momentary doubt vanished, replaced by unwavering resolve.

Keira had no idea that her attempt to cozy up to Samantha had sent her straight into the fire.

At that moment, the door to the room swung open.

Jeremiah appeared unexpectedly at the doorway, with Yvette standing to his left.

Upon seeing the situation inside the room, he frowned, eyes deep and unreadable.

Yvette had her baseball cap pulled low, obscuring half her face. Only her sharp jawline and bright red lips were visible.

Jeremiah’s voice cut through the tense atmosphere, cold and commanding. “What’s going on here?”

Everyone in the room was in a daze once Jeremiah showed up.

Those seated stood up, and all of them were as stiff as boards, moving with great caution.

They looked at Jeremiah as if they were mice staring at a cat.

Even Samantha, who had been lounging on the sofa, stubbed out her cigarette and sat up straight.

Her eyes gleamed with curiosity as she stared at Jeremiah and Yvette by the door.

She hadn’t expected to run into Yvette, the person Andrew had mentioned, here,

According to Andrew, Yvette, though still in her twenties, was exceptionally capable and even more beautiful than his own sister–her beauty was almost overwhelming.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Samantha trusted Andrew’s judgment and had been wondering just how stunning Yvette must be to win the heart of Jeremiah, who had always been cold toward women.

Yvette casually tucked her hands into her pockets and removed her baseball cap, letting her hair cascade down her b