Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez novel Chapter 687

Chapter 687 

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Emmett, Bruno, Frankie, and Chris sat in a row, all eyes on Yvete as she casually ate her bread and drank her orange juice. They thought, Isn’t Yvette acting a bit too calm? Something doesn’t seem right. 

Jeremiah took a sip of his coffee and looked down, suddenly taking pity on the four people before him. ‘Honestly, those four are quite unfortunate, being messed with by Yvette like that! 

Frankie put down his cup and cautiously looked at Yvette. “So, Yette, anything you want to say about last night? How are you feeling now?” As soon as he asked, Frankie felt like hitting himself, thinking. Why am I being such a coward?” 

Yvette paused with a slice of bread in her hand. She looked up and squinted at Frankie, who was fidgeting nervously, her face expressionless. Then, she raised her brow, her long, straight legs extending under her jeans. 

She said casually, “Last night? We went to the bar, listened to some piano music, then came back. Is there anything else I should mention?” Yvette gave Frankie a puzzled look, leaving him at a loss for words. 

“Oh my… what’s going on? What’s Yvette talking about? The four of us were dancing and singing under her pressure, she’s acting like she forgot everything. 

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‘She promised us rewards if we gave a good performance. Turns out it was all a lie. City people are full of tricks. I was just too naive to see through it, Frankie murmured inwardly. 

Frankie stared blankly at the other three before turning to Jeremiah. Emmett’s eye twitched slightly. He stayed quiet for a few moments before saying, “Yvette, 10 Amerian dollars can get you a truly fantastic show.” 

Bruno had long accepted his fate. He no longer wanted to make his own justice. 

Jeremiah tilted his head and said solemnly, “Yeah, last night you had a sip of the cocktail.” 

Yvette tilted her head slightly, pausing in thought. She lowered her gaze und gripped the fork in her hand. The light reflected off its surface and cast an eerie shimmer across the faces of the four people sitting across from Yvette. 

Then, she raised her eyes slowly and said, “So, did I get drunk?” 

Frankie nodded heavily. “Yvette, can you remember what you made us do after you got drunk?” 

Yvette pressed her lips together and leaned back casually, her eyes calm and unreadable. She glanced at the four in front of her, raising an eyebrow as her strikingly elegant features caught the light. 

Then, with a lazy tone, she parted her lips and said, “I’m the kind of person who behaves perfectly when I’m drunk. I just quietly go to sleep and would never force anyone to do something they don’t want to do.” 

Chris nearly choked on the water he was drinking, struggling to swallow as he coughed. He thought, “Yvette really has a remarkably deep perception of herself. 

Emmett, Frankie, and Bruno’s eyes widened at Yvette’s comment. They thought, ‘How can Yvette say that without blushing? Doesn’t she–feel guilty at all? 

Jeremiah calmly lifted his coffee cup and took a quiet sip. His features were so perfectly defined that they seemed to be sculpted by an artist. A hint of amusement flickered in his eyes at he mused, ‘Yvette could easily work the four of them up with just a few words. 

Jeremiah said in a deep voice. “Yes, you’re a good drunk. I can vouch for that.” 

Across the table, Emmett, Frankie, Chris, and Bruno all stared a Jeremiah in disbelief and wondered, ‘How could Mr. Chavez say something so obviously untrue with such a straight face? Nope… it looks like Mr. Chavez his completely lost his conscience: 

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Yvette glanced at Jeremiah with a faint smirk tugging at her lips her eyes radiating a cool, nonchalant demeanor. 

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Finally, Frankie stood up. He took a couple of deep breaths before turning to Yvette and Jeremiah. “Yvette, Mr. Chavez. I’ve got to go. Frankie was worried if he stayed any longer, he might actually start to sulk. ‘Mr. Chavez and Yvette are getting too 

far 

Emmett and Chris got up soon after. “Take your time eating, Yvette and Mr. Chavez. We’re heading out for a morning 

workout. 

Soon, Bruno was the only one left across the table. He stood up, his tone firm as he said, “Yvette, here’s my advice–for everyone’s sake, maybe try not to drink anymore in the future.” Without waiting for a response, he turned and walked away. not once glancing back at Yvette. 

Yvette raised an eyebrow, her voice tinged with confusion as she spoke. “What do they mean by that?” 

Meanwhile, Jeremiah calmly peeled an egg while replying casually, “Nothing. Just ignore them.” 

In the evening, Bruno and the other three sat on the couch, staring at the newspaper spread out on the table. Their expressions were truly something to behold. 

The newspapers were plastered with eye–catching headlines: (The Latest Trend in Somalia: The Rise of the Four Swans Bar] and [The Four Swans? Discovering the Stories Behind the Quartet.] 

A bar suddenly became the talk of the town yesterday, all thanks to a mysterious and stunning Aplothian woman and her “Four Swans“..) 

The four of them, who had just composed themselves in the morning, were now looking at the newspaper headlines again with a range of expressions. 

After a moment, Bruno let out a resigned sigh and said. “Guys, don’t worry. I’ve already bought out all of today’s newspapers. The photos are just blurry shots of us from the front and back. No one will recognize us.” 

Emmett and the other two were visibly pleased with Bruno’s quick action. With how fast news spreads these days, even in Spaunia, one could never be too careful. Who knew when it might reach the wrong cars? Embarrassing stories like this needed to be nipped in the bud. 

Just as the four were about to stash the newspapers out of sight, Yvette and Jeremiah walked in from outside. Before they could even put away the papers, Yvette was already standing beside them. 

Yvette’s eyes fell on the pile of newspapers, then on the uneasy expressions of the four. Without a word, she casually picked up one of the papers and gave it a quick glance. Her gaze lingered on the photo for a few seconds before she looked away. Then, she quietly sat down on the couch. 

Jeremiah noticed Yvette’s subtle action out of the corner of his eyes. He walked over and sat down next to her, his gaze 

intense. 

Yvette raised her eyes and fixed a serious perform while I was drunk?” 

gaze on Emmett and the other three. She asked, “Did you drag me on stage to 

As soon as she said this, Emmett, Frankie, Chris, and Bruno, sitting on the couch, were utterly stunned “What did Yvette say? 

Even Jeremiah who was sitting beside Yvette, rubbed his temples when he heard her. The question she asked…” 

Frankie stood up shakily before sinking back onto the couch under Yvette’s calm and piercing gaze. 

Frankie mumbled, “Yvette, maybe you’re giving us too much credit. Could it be that perform on stage and even named us The Four Swans?” 

you were so drunk you 

insisted that we 

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