Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez novel Chapter 293

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Jeremiah glanced around the private room at the three people inside.
His eyes landed on Charles’ face, pausing for a moment before he calmly withdrew his gaze.
A few days ago, Charles’ information had been on his desk, and Jeremiah hadn’t expected to see him so soon in Clusia,
Charles, in turn, was taken aback by Jeremiah’s strikingly handsome face, causing him to loosen his grip on his fork.
‘So, Yvette’s boyfriend is a young major general in Clusia? Holy shit!’ he wondered.
In that moment, Charles couldn’t find the right words to describe his feelings.
He could only think, ‘Yvette is amazing.
Andrew looked at Jeremiah with a sense of grievance.
From the moment Jeremiah entered, he glanced at Charles briefly before fixing his gaze entirely on Yvette.
Andrew, a handsome guy, was completely overshadowed.
Andrew spoke up. “Jeremiah, you finally made it!”
He stood up from his chair, and with each step he took, the overwhelming smell of canned herring grew stronger.
Jeremiah took a couple of steps back.
The odor was too much for Jeremiah, a complete germaphobe, to handle. His serious aversion to strong smells made it unbearable.
With a cold expression, he said to Andrew, “Sit back down.”
Andrew immediately understood why Jeremiah looked that way.
‘Oh no! My image has been ruined by this herring smell!’ he thought to himself.
With a long face, Andrew plopped back down onto his seat.
‘Alright, forget it. Whatever… he comforted himself as he wondered.
Jeremiah walked over to sit next to Yvette.
She looked up at him as he settled beside her.
Her
eyes were pure
and cool, and her voice was sweet. “Have you eaten yet?”
Jeremiah’s eyes, usually so deep and reserved, now sparkled with tenderness as he turned his head slightly and replied, “Not yet. I just finished handling some matters at the military district before coming here.”
After Yvette started dating Jeremiah, she noticed that his eating habits were quite irregular.
He was very picky with his food.
Although he would accompany Yvette to eat everything she loved, he rarely ate more than a few bites.
Yvette took the various pieces of steak cut from the serving plates and piled them onto Jeremiah’s plate until it was overflowing.
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Jeremiah smiled to himself as he wondered, ‘So much meal! Yvete must really love me.
Charles thought to himself, ‘Yvette is so biased. At least leave me a couple of pieces of steak!”
Andrew was taken aback. ‘My steak? I had been eyeing it for almost five minutes, and now it’s all gone. How heartless!’ he wondered.
While Jeremiah wasn’t particularly fond of meat, he felt he had to eat it since Yvette served it to him, even if he wasn’t hungry.
After setting down her fork, Yvette pointed at the composed Charles and said calmly, “This is Charles Jameson, my apprentice.”
Andrew dropped his fork with a loud clatter.
The man he had been suspicious of for so long turned out to be Yvette’s apprentice.
Andrew rubbed his chin.
He glanced back and forth between Charles and Yvette.
‘Charles looks nearly thirty, while Yvette is just over twenty. Is Yvette really his mentor? Why does Charles seem more suited to be the teacher?’ he pondered.
Andrew concluded in his mind.
Yvette must not be a normal person. I can’t treat her like a normal person anymore,’ he thought.
After thinking about how busy he had been all morning, Andrew felt like it had all been a waste of time, not to mention he had ended up smelling terrible. ‘I’m so pathetic,’ he thought.
Charles maintained a gentle and restrained demeanor.
After so many years in the underworld, he had learned to disguise himself and avoid revealing a domineering attitude.
Otherwise, his trump card would be exposed.
Nodding at Jeremiah, he said earnestly, “Hello, Lady Boss, I’m Charles.”
In Charles’ understanding, Yvette was undoubtedly the one in control.
It didn’t matter whether Jeremiah was a major general in Clusia or the president of some country, yet he definitely listened to Yvette.
So he didn’t see anything wrong to address Jeremiah as Lady Boss.
Andrew, who had just taken a bite of food, suddenly sprayed it all over the floor.
He staried at Charles in disbelief.
‘Oh man! He’s joking with Jeremiah! That’s so bold! He actually called Mr. Chavez Lady Boss! This is insane! Oh my god, I have to share this with someone. It’s too funny, Andrew thought excitedly.
He furtively took out his phone, thinking about who to tell.
But the more he thought about it, the more he feared that if this got out, Jeremiah might come after him.
I’m definitely not as brave as Charles. Better play it safe, Andrew wondered.
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After some hesitation. Andrew decided to share it with Samanth
Andrew: [Samantha, you won’t believe this. Someone just called Mr. Chavez Lady Boss. It’s hilarious!]
Barely a minute had passed when Samantha replied.
Samantha: [Get lost. If you want to die, don’t drag me into it. Do you think you can joke about Mr. Chavez?]
Andrew pursed his lips at her cold response.
Yep, definitely my sister. Abandoned me at the first sign of trouble, he thought.
Jeremiah’s fingers twitched when he heard the words, his gaze sharp and icy as he stared at Charles.
The sudden wave of killing intent made Charles freeze in place.
“What a terrifying aura,’ he thought.
Yvette glanced at the two men with mild amusement. Charles calling Jeremiah Lady Boss was definitely unexpected.
She was sure Charles did it on purpose.
In the next moment, the murderous intent around Jeremiah dissipated completely.
He tilted his head slightly, his eyes half-closed in a drowsy, languid way.
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His voice softened, carrying a touch of melancholy. “I never thought I’d see the day where I’d be called Lady Boss. It’s… nice.”
Andrew had just finished sending his text when he heard Jeremiah’s words.
His phone slipped from his hand and clattered to the floor.
‘What the hell? What’s Jeremiah doing? Is he acting? What’s with this whole delicate routine?’ Andrew wondered.
Seeing Jeremiah’s uncharacteristically vulnerable expression sent a wave of goosebumps all over his body.
It was disturbing.
This was the same iron-blooded warlord who’d made his name known in Betrico at the age of eighteen.
And now, he was playing coy.
Charles hadn’t expected Jeremiah to own up to the title so readily, feeling a sense of defeat.
Yvette crossed her legs and leaned back.
Her face showed little emotion.
She was already accustomed to Jeremiah’s flirtatious behavior.
Her cold eyes narrowed slightly, and a subtle smile tugged at her lips.
“Having a playful boyfriend like Jeremiah is nice. Since he loves to act, I shouldn’t ruin his fun,’ she thought.
Yvette glanced at Charles, who was clearly uncomfortable, and lightly rubbed the rim of her cup as she said softly, “This is Jeremiah Chavez. Just call him Mr. Chavez.”
Yvette had spoken directly, and no matter how reluctant Charles felt, he could only nod politely and say, “Alright, Mr. Chavez, it’s nice to meet you.”
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Yvette’s words were an order to Charles, and he would never dare defy them.
Jeremiah gave Charles a half-smile, recognizing that he had figured out Yvette’s preference for a gentle approach.
Since Charles had taken a step back, Jeremiah felt no need to prolong any discomfort.
Jeremiah nodded slightly.
He succinctly introduced himself. “Hello, I am Jeremiah Chavez.
As Andrew watched the scene unfold at the dining table, he thought to himself, ‘Mr. Chavez is truly cunning!
However, he was surprised by how obedient Charles was to Yvette.
She must have been quite strict in her teachings.
Automatically, Andrew categorized Charles as someone from the artistic community.
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After all, with Yvette being an internationally acclaimed young painter under the pen name Cyanbird, it made sense for her apprentice, Charles, to be an artist as well.
Charles wasn’t a lover.
Since the misunderstanding had been cleared up, Andrew felt no hostility toward him.
In fact, Charles’ audacity to joke with Jeremiah was proof enough that he was worthy of friendship.
That kind of courage was one of his greatest strengths.
Curious, Andrew turned to Charles and asked, “Charles, how much do you typically charge per piece?”
Of course, Andrew was referring to the price of a painting, but Charles interpreted it differently, thinking he meant how much it cost to kill someone.
He didn’t shy away from the topic since he wasn’t involved in any killings in Clusia.
He had nothing to worry about.
In some parts of the world, violence and war were commonplace.
Clusia was simply a sanctuary amidst that chaos.
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