Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

Chapter 648 96%%% Yvette leaned down slowly, her eyes locking onto Savannah's as she lifted her chin. Her features remained serene, but there was an unmistakable edge to her presence-defiant, yet tinged with a reckless confidence.

She held Savannah's gaze with unwavering intensity, her voice deliberate and measured as she spoke. "You? In looks, figure, or presence-how could you ever compare to me? Strength? Intelligence? What do you have that matches mine? Who would even believe you? Hmm?" Jeremiah stood behind Yvette, his eyes lingering on her back. A smirk tugged at his lips as he watched her, thinking, Yvette's always so "humble" when it comes to putting others in their place.

Savannah was left speechless, her eyes bloodshot with anger as she turned away. Though she bristled with frustration, she couldn't deny the truth in Yvette's words. Deep down, she knew Yvette had outshone her in every possible way. Savannah knew she had lost this round. No matter how much it stung, she couldn't deny her disadvantage.

Yvette patted Savannah's cheek before straightening up. A mischievous smirk tugged at her lips as she looked down at her. "Seems like you enjoy chasing after other people's boyfriends. If you're that desperate, I'll even throw two your way today- help yourself." Savannah froze, looking at the two unconscious men in the corner. Her expression morphed into one of outrage and fear as she stammered, "H-How dare you! Do you even know who I am? If you let those filthy men near me, I'll make you regret it!" Savannah scrambled to her feet and lunged at Yvette, but before she could make contact, Yvette effortlessly kicked her back to the ground. Her gaze cold and unyielding, she spoke indifferently. "First, there's nothing in this world that intimidates me. Second, why would I care who you are?" Jeremiah stepped forward, positioning himself beside Yvette. His striking blue eyes and chiseled features radiated a cold, aloof aura. With a demeanor that was both distant and emotionless, he had eyes only for Yvette. "Let's go." Yvette nodded slightly, and the two walked out of the room together. Savannah and the two bodyguards Thiago had hired were left behind, and it was clear what happened next.

Savannah, initially defiant, eventually gave in, cooperating with the two men. Meanwhile, Thiago faced the sfate. The next morning, they each woke up in their respective disheveled rooms.

In a fit of fury, Savannah swiped everything off the bedside table. Covered in bruises and love bites, her hair messy, she looked every bit as miserable as she felt. Her phone buzzed, and she climbed out of bed to answer it, her voice hoarse. "Hello, Mother." The furious voice of a middle-aged woman rang out. "Savannah, where are you? The company is in chaos! Did you make an enemy? Vibe just announced they're canceling our collaboration and the scheduled inspection because you've offended someone you shouldn't have. What on earth did you do?" She then demanded, "Get back here right now. The board already knows, and we need to meet to give them an explanation!" Savannah nearly dropped her phone, fighting to keep her composure. Her face drained of eolor, turning ashen. Unable to hold on any longer, she sank onto the couch, her body limp with despair.

'Who have I offended? It's pretty obvious. Who is that woman? How did she manage to get Vibe, all the way in Mysonna, to cancel their collaboration with us?' Savannah thought.

It dawned on her-she had crossed the wrong person. She sat motionless on the couch, staring into space.

On the fifth floor, Thiago was in a sorry state as well. His body was covered in wounds, blood staining the sheets in dark patches. His limbs sprawled across the bed, bare and exposed, while two men lay next to him, soundly asleep.

+5 10:15 Wed, Jan 14 G Chapter 648 Suddenly, Thiago's eyes snapped open. A sharp pain coursed through his body as he shifted. Horrendous memories from the previous night flooded his mind, and his eyes widened in fury. He roared, "I'll destroy you! I swear, I'll make you pay!" Meanwhile, Yvette, Jeremiah, and the others were already on the bus heading back to their hotel. The vehicle was empty, with only their group aboard, allowing them to chat and relax.

Back in their hotel, they unpacked their belongings before gathering again in the shared presidential suite. Sienna lounged on the couch, opening a bag of chips.

She commented, "Yvette, Mr. Chavez, you two are ruthless. I bet those two are still in that hotel at the ski area. When they wake up, they're going to lose it. This is fun." Bruce sat down next to Sienna, gazing at her and squeezing her band. "Always gossiping." Frankie took a sip of the freshly opened wine, gloating over Thiago's misfortune. "I've got to give it to Mr. Chavez and Yvette. I bet Thiago's drowning in misery right now after getting humiliated by two men like that?" Chris chimed in, "Mr. Chavez, about the guy you askedto follow-I've crippled his hands. He confessed that Thiago hired him to drug you, offering him 660 thousand dollars once the job was done." Yvette and Jeremiah sat on the opposite couch. Yvette had her legs draped over the table, her chin resting on her hand as she scrolled through her phone. She hummed idly, her posture relaxed and her demeanor one of complete indifference to the ongoing conversation. Jeremiah narrowed his blue eyes, gazing at her. "Tired?" Yvette yawned lazily, tilting her head to the side. "I'm hungry." Jeremiah smiled. "All right, I'll order food. How about Clusian tonight?" Yvette, nestled on the couch, thought for a while and nodded adorably. "Clusian food sounds good."

Frankie and the others watched as CO Jeremiah got up to order food. They were accustomed to him being so considerate and gentle with Yvette, but every now and then, his affection still managed to surprise them.

Jeremiah's attention to Yvette had grown all-encompassing. Every night, he carefully selected her clothes for the following day, arranging them neatly by the bed. When Yvette was nearby, it was as if nothing else existed for him-his gaze fixed solely on her. Yvette noticed their eyes following Jeremiah. Raising an eyebrow she rested her chin on her hand and asked casually, "What's wrong?" Frankie and the others. quickly shifted their focus back to Yvette. Hesitating for a moment, Sienna finally spoke up, "Mr. Chavez is like the perfect boyfriend." Frankie let out a tic sigh. "Yvette, I never would've believed Mr. Chavez could be this way in a relationship before you calong." Yvette glanced at them nonchalantly, speaking with utter seriousness. "Because I'm worth it." Her bold, shameless statement left everyone speechless.

Just then, a sudden knock echoed through the room. Chris, being the closest to the door, got up and m answered it Standing in the doorway was Sage, flanked by over 30 members of the Steel Serpents, all dressed in black-an imposing and formidable presence.