Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez novel Chapter 608

Chapter 608 

In the East Garden, a woman sat elegantly on a wooden bench, ding sophistication in a tailored Chanel style and high heels as a housekeeper quietly poured coffee into her porcelain cup. 

Cyrus‘ assistant had mentioned her name, Leilani Markos. 

Known as the daughter of a Mysonna real estate mogul, Leilani had recently made waves with calculated efforts to win over 

Demetrius. 

Leilani’s eyes followed Alice, who flitted around the garden chasing butterflies. A faint sneer appeared on Leilani’s flawless face, her thoughts dripping with contempt. 

If only Mr. Becker didn’t dote on his simple–minded sister so much, I wouldn’t have wasted my time pleasing her and enduring this charade. Trapped in this garden day after day, entertaining her foolish games and tending to flowers? I’m going to lose my mind, she mused. 

Leilani groaned as she turned to her housekeeper, Amanda. “Heavens, how much longer do I have to put up with that idiot? I’m at my breaking point!” she whined. 

Amanda cast a wary glance around, ensuring the guards were out of earshot before leaning in, whispering, “Ms. Markos, please hold on a bit longer. 

“Once Mr. Becker agrees to the engagement, you’ll secure your place as the next Markos heir. Alice is just a small obstacle. Tolerate the girl for now,” she added. 

Leilani’s irritation softened slightly as Demetrius‘ name was mentioned. 

Her expression gave way to a shy, lovesick glow as she envisioned his chiseled looks. 

“Well, if it weren’t for Demetrius, I’d never waste my time like this with a fool,” she said. “Anyway, you certain he’s returning to the mansion this afternoon?” 

The Markos family had sent Amanda with a clear mission–to keep Leilani’s fiery temper in check and ensure she successfully married into the presidential palace, which would cement the Markos family’s status in Mysonna 

Despite Demetrius‘ physical disability, his immense wealth and standing as the cherished nephew of President Cyrus made him the most sought–after bachelor of Mysonna. 

With his reclusive lifestyle, only a few knew his true identity. The Markos family had meticulously plotted and used every tactic in their arsenal to draw her closer to Demetrius. 

Thus, Leilani was granted permission for daily visits to the presidential residence. 

Amanda informed, “Mr. Becker will return this afternoon, Ms. Markos, You must focus on showing concern for Ms. Becker. She’s the only person who matters to him. Gain her trust, and he’ll begin to see you differently.” 

Leilani nodded begrudgingly, her heels clicking against the stone path as she made her way toward Alice, who was engrossed playing in the garden. 

‘She’s just a fool. All it takes is a bit of flattery, and she’ll listen to me in no time. Once I become Mrs. Becker, I’ll make sure this bothersome girl is sent far away,’ Leilani thought, clicking across the garden path in her heels, preparing to speak. 

Alice, still pursuing the butterfly, turned suddenly and barreled straight into her. 

Though Alice’s mind was childlike, her physical strength was great; meanwhile, Leilani, pampered and delicate, found herself completely unprepared. 

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Chapter 608 

Alice stood unscathed after the bump, but Leilani crumpled to the ground. Her twisted ankle robbed her of composure, and her face contorted painfully. 

“Are you blind?” she snapped, glaring at Alice with a venomous expression. 

Alice shrank back and stammered, “I–I’m sorry.” 

Amanda hurried to the scene, her voice edged with urgency as she intervened, “Ms. Markos, please. Ms. Becker didn’t mean 

it.” 

While supporting Leilani, Amanda gazed at Alice, standing at a loss with tears glistening in her wide eyes. Amanda turned to Leilani, who continued to mutter complaints and spoke tentatively. 

“Ms. Markos, apologize to Ms. Becker–now. You’re in the presidential palace. Reckless words could cost you dearly here,” she cautioned. 

Leilani, spoiled and unaccustomed to restraint, glanced around the garden. Seeing no one else present, she felt emboldened, certain that Alice would not dare speak of the incident. 

Across from her, Alice clutched at her dress, her tears falling silently, one after another, looking like a fragile and utterly defenseless little rabbit. 

Ignoring Amanda’s request, Leilani felt her irritation boiled over. “What’s with the tears? I only said one thing!” she snapped. “You’re nothing but a burden to Mr. Becker.” 

Alice stared at her blankly, biting her lip as though she could not quite grasp the meaning of Leilani’s words. Her hollow expression only fueled Leilani’s sense of superiority. 

‘How can such a fool be so lucky? A brother like Demetrius and an uncle who’s the president–that’s ridiculous!‘ Leilani mused bitterly. 

Beside her, Amanda fidgeted nervously. ‘Ms. Markos is crossing the line,‘ she thought, her heart racing. ‘In any other setting, her words might be brushed off, but here in the presidential palace? If anyone hears… 

Just then, Yvette arrived at the garden entrance with Emmett. From their vantage point, they saw Alice’s back facing them, and in front of her stood Leilani with a smug expression, and Amanda in obvious distress. 

The sight of Alice’s fragile silhouette made Yvette’s expression hardened. A cold, predatory gleam entered her eyes; a faint crimson hue darkened her gaze, like a predator ready to strike. 

Emmett stiffened, feeling the sharp shift in her energy. He thought, ‘Someone’s about to get unlucky today!‘ 

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While Alice, facing away, was entirely unaware of Yvette’s arrival, Leilani and Amanda froze when they caught sight of Yvette standing in the doorway.