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

Chapter 258
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There was a slight hint of anger on Aurora's charming face.

She let out a cold laugh. “If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have known you all were always badmouthingbehind my back. So, when did this start? Since you claim you're not familiar with met Gloria's face turned rigid. She realized her plan to be on good terms with both sides had completely collapsed. She remained silent awkwardly.

The other women exchanged glances. They quickly shook their ticals, denying and saying nice things. "No, Mrs. Chavez, definitely not. Why would we ever speak badly of you? It's all a misunderstanding" "Yes, it's really a misunderstanding. We were just chatting casually.

"Mrs. Chavez, you really misunderstood us. How could we dare talk about the Chavez family's matters?" Everyone hurriedly explained to Aurora.

Aurora was already intimidating in the business world. And the Chavez family backing her was an even more formidable presence.

The rich ladies were now terrified that Aurora would go hand report them, which would escalate the matter. Clifford was famous for being insanely obsessed with Aurora, and the person they were gossiping about was none other than Jeremiah, the Living Reaper. He was old Jase's most cherished grandson, Clusia's youngest general.

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The rich ladies were all scared.

Aurora sat in the chair. She curled her fingers. A few women hurried over.

Aurora kicked the stool beside her, causing a loud crash.

Everyone shivered in fright. They had never seen such a scene before. They wondered, 'Is this how a high society lady is supposed to act? Aurora's posture is just like a street thug Aurora spoke coldly. "Go on. You were talking so freely when I wasn't here, weren't you? And you're bold enough to talk about my son. Who gave you the courage? My son could be interested in a girl from Seacrity or even from the countryside, and it's none of your business. If the Chavez family wants it, we've got money to spare. I've got plenty. I could drown you in it. If my daughter-in-law's broke, I'll support her. Who are you to gossip like busybodies? Whether she's a match or not, my son will decide. Who do you think you are?" This group of high-society ladies had ever been so publicly embarrassed. Their faces turned bright red. They all thought Aurora's words were too sharp, showing no mercy at all.

A few wealthy ladies gathered the courage to argue back, “Mrs. Chavez, we're speaking the truth. A girl from Seacrity doesn't match Mr. Jeremiah Chavez at all." "Yes. We're just being fair to the Chavez family. Your words are a bit too harsh." Aurora casually picked up a coffee cup and threw it across. The expensive coffee cup shattered on the floor. Everyone shivered, feeling she was just like a brute. They thought. 'She's so brutal. How cClifford falls in love with at tomboy? What a bad taste! Aurora rolled up her sleeves and took off her high heels before anyone could react. Like a gust of wind, she lunged forward and grabbed Eleanore's hair.

Chapter 258 95% While pulling, she snarled. Do we need your nosy opinions on the Chavez family's matters? Don't think I don't know your intentions. If Jeremiah fancies someone, she's the best woman in the world! If you keep badmouthing. I'll tear your mouths. apart." The other wealthy ladies stood there, shocked.

They watched Aurora pulling Eleanore's hair, strands falling out Too scared to intervene, they just watched.

Eleanore screamed like a stuck pig, a chilling sound. Let go of met Aurora, you crazy woman! Let go! My hair! My hair! Help me!" Yet, nobody dared to move.

Aurora, taking advantage of her height, pinned Eleanore firmly Weren't you the one asking about my son earlier? I told you the truth, but you didn't believe me! What's wrong with my natural beauty, my happy marriage and my caring husband and dutiful son?" The room was in an uproar. Nobody noticed Lucy and Yvette standing at the door.

Yvette leaned lazily against the doorframe, hands in her pockets. Her eyes were half-closed, with her eyebrows slightly furrowed. She looked at the scene inside the room, a mischievous smile slowly curled at the corner of her mouth, and her delicate brows and eyes looked both enchanting and roguish Lucy was left completely speechless. The Aurora she had known before always appeared as a sophisticated city woman. She thought. 'Is she now unleashing her true nature because of these women? Wow, the greatness of motherly love. Her fighting spirit for her son was incredible! Wait. From the way she talks, its clearly for her daughter-in-law. What a good mother-in- Jaw! Lucy looked at the woman whose hair was being pulled by Aurora, and her mouth twitched slightly. Turning to Yvette, she said, "Yvette, did you see that? That's Aurora. Imagine which girl is lucky enough to marry into the Chavez family with such support. She's not even married yet, and Aurora's already this protective. If she gets married in, she might as well be queen! I'm so envious." Yvette gave a slight glance at Lucy, who wore a look full of envy. Then she turned her head to look at the woman who was trying to sneak out of the room. She lightly tapped on the wall, because the door had already fallen.

With a slight chuckle, she casually called out to Aurora, who was happily pulling at someone's hair. “Need any help?" Everyone in the room, including Aurora, paused and looked at the two stunning beauties who had just appeared out of nowhere.

Aurora let go the woman in her left hand, tidied her hair with her right, and gave Yvette a polite smile, her eyes sparkling with admiration. She found Yvette to be the kind of ideal daughter she'd always hoped for.

If one ignored how Aurora was currently holding down Eleanore, she still looked very graceful For someone who valued looks above all, beauty was the ultimate weapon to win her heart.

Yvette replied to Aurora with a smile, pointing at the women trying to sneak out. With an innocent expression, she quietly said. "They're trying to run" Lucy looked at Yvette in shock, Yvette really knew how to stir things up. The commotion she'd caused made Lucy want to drop to her knees.

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Aurora let out a cold snort. Her cold gaze fell on the women trying to sneak away.

They were so scared that they stepped back. They quickly expressed their stance, "No. Mrs. Chavez, Don't listen to her nonsense. We weren't planning to run." Aurora looked at the well-behaved girl standing there. The pretty young girl said if they're going to run. Even if they hadn't run yet, they intended to.. to run, then they're going Aurora feared scaring Yvette. She gently nodded. "So, young lady, keep an eye on them for me. I'll settle the score with them one by one before they leave."

Yvette stood straight, slightly bending her knee. Her legs were very long She nonchalantly pulled up a stool and sat at the doorway. Her voice was low and husky. "Okay, Continue. They won't get away. Lucy was speechless. Yvette's relentless. These women won't escape this time.

Aurora smiled with satisfaction. She turned back to continue pulling Eleanore's hair.

Five minutes later, Aurora's hand was getting tired. Most of Eleanore's hair was gone, and she had screamed herself hoarse before fainting. The other women were desperately begging for mercy. Aurora singled out sof the women who had spoken earlier and pulled their hair. Those with short hair got a few kicks. Anyone who tried to run was kicked back inside by Yvette.

This large-scale showdown among the women went on for half an hour. After that, Aurora was utterly exhausted.

Being fifty years old was definitely not the sas being young Aurora looked around at the crowd of on women sprawled on the floor m moaning without any sense of dignity. She was afraid of scaring Yvette, so she quickly straightened her clothes. Lucy was at a loss for words, seeing this action. She was thinking, Isn't it a bit late to think about saving face after what just happened?' X