Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Winona’s eyes were red as she glanced at Yvette, looking incredibly frightened. Anyone who did not know better might think. Yvette had done something to her. “Yvie, I didn’t mean anything by it. I need to prepare for Mr. Griffin’s arrival tomorrow, so I’ll leave first.”

he was determined

After saying that, Winona glanced at Jeremiah pitifully with an affectionate look before limping away. She to annoy Yvette even if she could not ruin their relationship for the time being.

Winona had not walked far when she heard Jeremiah say to Yvette, “Let’s go. I’ve ordered you your favorite steak and milkshake. It’ll be ready when we get there.”

Winona paused, unable to resist turning around. She watched as Yvette and the others walked away. Finally unable to keep it together, she sat on a nearby bench and burst into tears.

She swore to herself that she would repay the humiliation she suffered today double to Yvette and would not let Bonnie off the hook either.

Winona sat on the bench in a daze for a while before pulling out her phone and calling Victor. Right now, he was the only one she could rely on.

Meanwhile, Victor, who received Winona’s call, was lost in the tenderness of a woman’s embrace.

Lately, Winona had not really talked to Victor much, and since he could not stand loneliness, he ended up hooking up with a young model.

Victor did love Winona. But for him, love and sex were separate things. His love for Winona did not stop him from sleeping with other women. For guys, this was nothing out of the ordinary

“Hey, Winona, what’s up?” As Victor was speaking, a pair of tender hands wrapped around his chest, caressing him. He felt both guilty and excited, his voice trembling slightly.

He covered the phone and whispered to the woman beside him. “Be good, okay?”

The woman was getting into the mood. She knew men were like that, acting like it was nothing when they were clearly enjoying it.

Victor comforted the young model and picked up the phone again.

Winona purposely stayed silent, unaware that this gave Victor time to flirt. She was trying to be smart, only to make things.

worse.

Victor asked, “What’s wrong? Winona, say something. Did something happen? I’m really worried when you don’t speak.”

Finally, Winona let out a soft sob, and gradually, her crying became louder.

Hearing the distress in Winona’s cry, Victor realized something was seriously wrong. Winona rarely cried like this in front of him. Her tears dispelled any mischievous thoughts he had.

To Victor, Winona was different from other women. With the others, it was just a fling. But Winona was his childhood sweetheart, meant to be his wife someday.

Not to mention, Victor genuinely cared for Winona. He was worned that something might have happened to her. He got up andThis text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

pur on his clothes as he spoke into the phone. “Winona, please don’t cry. Where are you! I’ll be there right away.”

On the other end of the line, Winona wore a satisfied smile, though her voice still sounded tearful. Im at school Victor, you don’t need to come over I’m line really”

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Victor was relieved to hear that Winona was at school. But the more she insisted, the more he found it strange. He told her to stay put and wait for him. He hung up the phone, grabbed his car keys, and headed out.

The young model was not happy to see Victor leaving and reached out to stop him. “Victor, it’s so late. Can’t you just stay?”

Victor still found her somewhat intriguing and patiently coaxed her a bit before leaving without a backward glance, leaving her fuming in the hotel rooms.

The young model thought, Victor’s fiancée sure is a tough one to deal with. Humphr

Jeremiah had reserved a VIP room at the steakhouse as usual. This time, before heading there, he had already ordered everything Yvette liked and even had the staff get milkshakes from next door. So when they arrived, the food was ready.

During the meal, Bonnie stared at Jeremialy and then glanced at Yvette, who was focused on her steak. Unable to hold it in. she asked. “Jeremiah, is Winona trying to flirt with you?”

Andrew had just taken a bite of his steak when he started choking. He quickly grabbed his glass and took several gulps, not forgetting to kick Bonnie under the table.

He thought. Bonnie that fool! How dare she ask something like that right to Jeremiah’s face? Who on earth gave her the guts to probe into Jeremiah’s private life?

Bonnie looked at Andrew, puzzled. “Why did you kick me? I just accidentally stepped or your foot. Are you grudge?

still holding a

Jeremiah paused with his fork in mid-air, glancing at Andrew who was making faces at Bonnie, then casually put salad on Yvette’s plate. Seeing Yvette act like she did not hear Bonnie, he felt somewhat disappointed.

Jeremiah shifted his posture. His voice was light and lazy as he spoke to Bonnie, but his gaze remained fixed on Yvette. “Tve given my heart to someone”

In an instant, Andrew and Bonnie turned their eyes to Yvette.

Three pairs of eyes-one intense, two filled with gossip-made it hard for Yvette to ignore them. She slowly lifted her head, picked up the milkshake, took a sip, and remained silent.

Bonnie began to ask the question. “Jeremiah, is the person-

Yvette quickly interrupted her, “Bonnie, have some food.”

Bonnie sheepishly mimed zipping her lips. Seeing Yvette was not angry but clearly was not interested in the topic, she decided to drop it. She originally attempted to help Jeremiah but totally failed in the end.

Until the steak meal concluded, Jeremiah and Yvette barely spoke to each other. It was the usual scenario with Jeremiah serving and Yvette eating while Andrew and Bonnie bickering

Meanwhile, Victor saw Winona sitting on a bench by the roadside when he reached the school in his limited-edition luxury car. He quickly got out of the car and went over to her, “Winona, what’s wrong? What happened? Did someone bully you?”

When Winona saw Victor after enduring the blow from Jeremiah and the contempt of Andrew and the others, her bottled- up grievances burst forth. She rushed over and hugged him tightly, only to catch a whiff of floral-scented perfume.

Winona’s expression changed at once. She had not seen Victor for three days, and the scent was not from her perfume, which could only mean he had just been with another woman.

Winona swallowed her disgust. Right now, Victor was the only person she could rely on. She had no choice but to pretend not to notice the scent. “Victor, I’m so upset. Yvie… Yvie…

As Victor heard it involved Yvette, he started venting his anger een before knowing the details. It’s her again! Why can’t she