Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez novel Chapter 710

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Jeremiah seemed to understand her gaze. He looked into her cool gaze and whispered, “She’s trying to steal you from me 

Jeremiah had only one rule now. He’d treat his love rivals equally, whether they are human or animal or of a different gender. He’d treat them like he would treat his mother. 

Clifford also sat down on the couch and looked at the empty seats on either side of him and then opposite him, where the couch was already crowded. He thought, ‘Seriously, is there no place to sit on such a big couch? Isn’t it hot? 

Clifford sat alone on the couch on the right, looking as miserable as ever. He could only pretend to be indifferent. 

The watched as Aurora handed Yvette a strawberry one second and some other fruit the next. Yvette had a whole platter of fresh fruits in front of her, while there was not even a single seed in front of him. 

Not even a minute after they sat down, they heard Jase and James start their usual argument in the middle of the living room near the chessboard. 

James deliberately messed up the chess pieces on the board with his cane. He said, “What’s this? I’m already in front of you, but you still won’t stand up. Do you want me to break your old bones? If it weren’t for my granddaughter, I wouldn’t be here.” 

Jase gritted his teeth. He wanted to stand up if he could, but his legs were numb. Besides, he’d never admit to something so embarrassing, so he could only sit there and pretend nothing was wrong. 

He glared at the unreasonable James and thought, ‘This old guy’s got no sense at all. Once I can move, I’m punching him a few times. 

Jase said in a deep voice, “Old man, quit causing trouble and sit on the couch until dinner’s ready. Don’t interrupt my chess study. I’ll be there in a moment.” 

James became even more riled up hearing this. He rarely visited the Chavez residence, and Jace was being completely unenthusiastic. It infuriated James. 

He plopped himself down where Aurora had been sitting as if he wouldn’t leave until Jase got up. Jase was so annoyed that he wanted to sit up and yank James‘ beard. 

James wanted to argue with Jase. He deliberately said, “Fine, you want to study chess? So do I. Let’s skip dinner and study together right here.” 

Jase’s breathing became heavier out of frustration as he said, “Stop being unreasonable with me, Owens.” 

James was too stubborn to give in. He retorted, “Well, I just want to be unreasonable with you. So what? When I was stuck in the lab, didn’t you ask Mary out to watch a play?” 

“You even got special tickets and booked the whole theater. Weren’t you quite the romantic? Bah, you old man, you’re only using your good looks to mess around,” he continued. 

Jase’s lips twitched as he asked, “When did I ask Mary out to a play?” 

James snorted and replied, “Don’t deny it. Even though I’m in the lab, I know everything. Ronald told me all of it.” 

Jase fumed. Ronald was such a gossip now. 

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On the couch, Yvette, Jeremiah, Aurora, Clifford, and Emmett, standing by the side, listened to the back–and–forth between Jase and James about trivial matters and petty grievances. 

Aurora bit into an apple, leaned over to Yvette, and explained, “That Mary is actually from the house next door. She, Jase and the others were part of the same special forces. Ronald is Mr. Terell. You probably met him last time. 

Yvette lounged lazily on the couch, crossing her legs and resting her chin on her hand. Her eyes were calm, and she raised her chin slightly to ask seriously, “Do those two even realize how childish they are?” 

Aurora shook her head and calmly answered, “Probably not.” 

ase and James were comrades from the same era and the same special forces, having survived countless close calls on the 

tlefield together. 

Although they both held high positions now, no matter how high their status was, in each other’s eyes, they were still the same young soldiers who fought for their country together. Even if they argued or fought, they were still the closest of friends and comrades. 

Jeremiah peeled an orange, cleaned it, and handed it to Yvette. His lips curled slightly, but his face remained expressionless. In a low voice, he said, “When those two meet, they can’t seem to relax unless they argue or fight.” 

Clifford adjusted his gold–rimmed glasses as he held a newspaper. He remarked casually, “A little fighting is healthy.” 

Among these people, Clifford had witnessed the most arguments and scraps between James and Jase, as he had seen them since childhood. 

Once, when James was losing a fight, he took advantage of the situation and grabbed Jase’s pants, determined to pull them down. That was a wild scene. Compared to that, their current bickering was child’s play. 

On the couch, Yvette looked at Jase’s motionless legs. She remained silent for a few moments, and a mischievous smile tugged at her lips. Her dark eyes sparkled with playfulness. 

Following her gaze, Jeremiah also looked at Jase’s legs. He paused for a moment and pinched his brows. So that was it. 

The next second, Yvette stood up and walked toward Jase and James. They were so engrossed in their bickering that they did not even notice her coming over. 

James lifted his chin and said, “Jase, you’re a patzer, and you’re still studying chess? With your skills, I can beat you with my eyes closed. Stop embarrassing yourself.” 

Jase laughed angrily and shot back, “You’re calling me a patzer? Give me a break. Who ruined three games in the past few years and still couldn’t win? Honestly, I’m embarrassed for you. The older you get, the more shameless you become.” 

They bickered back and forth, neither willing to back down. They glared at each other. 

Yvette walked up to the chessboard and paused. Her face was expressionless, relaxed, and indifferent. Her green eyes briefly glanced over the black and white pieces locked in battle.