Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

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Clifford knew perfectly well that Aurora just wanted to be closer to Tyne

Yvette looked up, narrowed her eyes, and arched an eyebrow, moment of sterre, the moral head question unhurriedly, "No, I don't particularly like physics. tre just easy to learn Growing up, I never sedly liked mything - fur study whatever interests me!

Like was a difficult concept for Yvette to address as such an emotion hud seeded her emotional socaly Survival, killing, bloodshed, violence, growth-these were her wonderending If life since childhood

yemiah reached out to touch Yvette's left hand, focusing his gaze axetly on her "Liking me is enough he said in a deey voice,

Jase lost his usual composure after listening to Jeremiall's words. When did my perpetually cold emotionless grandson change? I can't stand this anymore. It's unbearable to watch, he thought

The next moment, Jase stood up with his cane. Ignoring Jeres presence, he announced, "I'm so did to shy op my linger so I'm heading upstairs first. With that, he turned around and practically grower walked to the second floor

James stood up next, his expression a tad bit awkward. "I should head home too. Enjoy yourselves he said, making his way

out.

I'll get goosebumps all over if I stay here any longer. Speaking of which, since when did Jeremiah become so skilled at sweet talk? They're too mushy-it hurts my eyes to watch them, he though

Only Aurora and Clifford remained in the living room with Emmett and the others. Without any prior discussion, the couple both rose from the couch. Aurora didn't even glance at Jeremiah, addressing Yvene directly. "Fene, your room is ready. I'll see you in the morning" Then she grabbed Clifford's hand and headed upstairs. It wasn't just Jese and James who couldn't take it anymore-they'd had enough too.

If Aurora hadn't witnessed the earlier scene with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed those words came from the son she raised.

the living room, Emmett watched as the others got off the couch within minutes. As a sensible person, he withdrew without a word. 'Ah... the old Mr. Chavez is gone forever since meeting Yvette, he thought

Eventually, Yvette and Jeremiah were the only ones left in the spacious living room. With her legs crossed, Yvette lounged on the wide couch lazily and tapped Jeremiah's chest with her slender finger as she tilted her head.

She then lifted her gaze. Raising an eyebrow, she curved her lips into a lopsided smile and stared into Jeremiah's eyes. Jeremiah wore an expression that indicated he'd expected everyone to leave-his gaze was profound Yvette drawled, "Did you do that on purpose?"

Jeremiah didn't deny it. His eyes never left Yvette's exquisite profile as he replied, "They're too weak

Yvette fell silent for two seconds, gazing at Jeremiah coolly. She lifted her chin, a ghost of a smile playing on her lips as their eyes met. Jeremiah smiled and spoke slowly. "I still have a month's leave. I'll accompany you back to Argrol University

Yvette lowered her gaze and raised an eyebrow. "He definitely wouldn't blurt out an irrelevant remark without reason," she thought. Staring at Jeremiah, she leaned back to adopt a boss-like posture and drawled, "And then?"

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Jeremiah's gaze deepened while his voice reached the height of suggestiveness. Even his breath grew heavier. "How would you feel about a student-teacher romance, Ms. Zeller?"

Yvette slowly stood up and looked into Jeremiah's eyes with a slightly intent gaze. The next moment, she glanced at her hand in his grip, a hint of a wicked smile playing on her lips.

"A student-teacher romance? A depraved male professor seducing a female university student?" she remarked.

Jeremiah's eyes darkened as he met her calm, deep, yet playful gaze. His grip on her hand tightened, his Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously, and his jaw tautened.

His voice grew raspier as he spoke, the air between them charged with unspoken intimacy. "So, have I seduced you?"

Yvette leaned down slightly and touched Jeremiah's throat with her slender finger. A slight movement of her finger elicited a shiver from him. She then brushed his chin, raising her eyebrows and quirking the corner of her lips faintly. "What do you think?" she asked. The corners of Jeremiah's eyes reddened slightly. Suddenly, his demeanor changed as his gaze landed on the corner of the second floor, his expression darkening.

At the same moment, Yvette straightened up, slowly curving her lips as she turned around. With her hands in her pockets, she lazily looked toward the two figures hiding in the corner on the second floor.

In the corner of the second floor, Aurora crouched in the shadows, taking in the scene downstairs with great interest. Clifford's eyes were full of resignation as he watched her sneaky behavior from behind and sighed.

'What kind of mom meddles in their son's romantic moment?' Clifford wondered. Patting Aurora's shoulder, he whispered, "Darling, let's stop watching and go to bed, okay?"

Aurora waved him off without turning around. "No, no, I'm just gonna watch them. Go to bed if you're tired."

The next second, Aurora noticed Yvette and Jeremiah had fallen silent and were looking toward her hiding spot one after another.

Her heart skipped a beat, but before she could escape, Jeremiah's deep voice rang out from the living room. "Mom, how long are you going to keep watching us?"

In a split second, Aurora thought of a brilliant way to save herself from this awkward situation. She turned to Clifford, smiling sweetly. Throwing him under the bus now was her only option.

Just as Clifford was getting a bad feeling, Aurora-who normally couldn't even open a water bottle in front of him- suddenly pushed him toward the open space on the second floor.

Clifford stared at Aurora in shock as she clasped her hands in a pleading gesture.

Resigned, Clifford turned to face Jeremiah and Yvette who were in the living room. Pinching his nose bridge, he said helplessly, "I came out for some water."

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Even Clifford found his own words unconvincing. They had water in their bedroom, so there was no need for him to come out for it. However, at this point, he had to commit himself to the flimsy excuse. After all, Aurora loved gossip, so he had no choice but to humor her.

In the living room, Jeremiah and Yvette stood side by side as they looked toward Clifford who was on the second floor. Yvette lazily raised her eyes, a smile playing on her lips. One of her eyebrows was raised, but she said nothing. 10:09 Mon, 6 Jan

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Since Jeremiah and Yvette didn't expose him, Clifford calmly walked downstairs under their warddul pour y water, and then headed back upstairs.

As he walked past Jeremiah, he glanced at the second floor and muttered, "Cut your mom some slack"

Jeremiah gave Clifford a sidelong look. "Do something about your own wife," he replied in a deep voce.

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