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

Chapter 638 Savannah could tell Thiago was unsure just by observing his expression. She didn't care about his pursuit of Yvette; her eyes were set on the handsome, elegant man she had seen earlier.

Savannah tried to fire up Thiago. "Thiago, listen up. Women are easy. Just make a move, sweet-talk them a bit, throw smoney their way, and they're yours. Weren't they all like this in the past?" She continued, "They'll pretend to be reserved at first, but as long as you're willing to spend money on them, they'll follow you around obediently. It'll work this time. We're in this together, so what's the problem? Don't you trust me? Or are you chicken?" Savannah's last question was a direct hit. Knowing well about Thiago's hot temper, she had struck a nerve. Thiago, who was previously hesitant, was now fuming.

Thiago gnashed his teeth as he glared at Savannah, his voice low and menacing. "Fine, we'll do this your way. But I need your word that once you're done having fun with him, he's mine. I'll make him pay for crossing me." Savannah nodded without hesitation, thinking, 'Anyway, once I have the guy and eventually get bored with him, I'll just hand him over to Thiago.

Savannah said, "All right, let's do it. I'll get my fun with this guy, and he's yours. So, the usual plan, right? Did you bring the stuff?" Thiago nodded, glancing at Savannah's eagerness and gritting his teeth. "I've got it on me, always. But those Clusians are tricky. If our usual tactics fail, we'll drug them, stir up strouble to split them up, then handle them separately." "Savannah was surprised by Thiago's foresight.

She agreed that the people earlier weren't ordinary folks, which made things even more interesting. 'After all, a man with looks, charm, and status is worth the effort. Ordinary guys? Not in a million years,' she thought." That guy had disrespected her, and now she was determined to have him. Savannah and Thiago were on the spage. They would use their usual trick of first drugging Jeremiah and Yvette, sleeping with them, and sowing discord so they both eventually parted ways. Savannah and Thiago were childhood friends and had broken up countless couples using this trick since high school. Regardless of how affectionate the couple was, they always ended up succumbing to Savannah and Thiago's charms.

After having their fun, Savannah and Thiago would dump them and look for the next target. They were confident that the plan would work this time.

It was afternoon at Hillscester's largest ski area. There were three ski tracks, ranging from high, medium, and low difficulty. More skiers chose the medium and high difficulty tracks, but most of them preferred medium difficulty one. The high difficulty track was for professionals and competitive skiers, while the low difficulty track was for people who didn't quite know how to ski.

The high difficulty track was less crowded compared to the other two ski tracks. Yvette, Jeremiah, and their group, who were there, were already in their ski suits and ready to hit the slopes.

Frankie glanced at the group. Smirking, he thought, 'Dear me. Ms. Zeller and Mr. Chavez are dressed in black, while Bruce and Sienna are dressed in blue. Couples outfits in this day and age? Guess there's no room for singletons now. Frankie turned to Chris with a playful smirk on his face. "What's with the vibrant red ski suit? Can I interview you? What's on your mind?" he teased, clicking his tongue twice.

A grown man like Chris picked a bright red ski suit out of so many colors? You would think he was going on a date, not a ski 1/3 10:02 Tue, Dec 31 Chapter 638 trip,' thought Frankie.

86% Yvette, Jeremiah, Bruce, and Sienna who were at the front, all stopped and turned to look at Chris when they heard Frankie. The bright red ski suit on Chris was indeed eye-catching, to say the least. Chris shrugged, looking sheepish. "Hey, it was the only one left! It's not like I have other choices." Frankie realized something was not right. 'Damn it. He forgot that he'd found nothing he liked after picking for ages, and just pointed at one the mannequin was wearing, he thought.

After realizing this, Frankie did a complete 180 on his attitude, trying to save face. "Hey, that red suit actually looks pretty good on you, Chris. You're gonna turn heads on the slopes with this ski suit on!" The group was used to Frankie's outlandish lies, and they just ignored him. Chris, however, wasn't buying it. He stared at Frankie, clearly not impressed.

Just as the group was about to warm up and hit the slopes, Yvette glimpsed the snow tube, plopped down in it, crossed her legs, and settled in comfortably.

Jeremiah tugged on the snow tube rope with a knowing look on his face. He knew this was Yvette's plan all along-to slack off and enjoy a lazy day on the tube. She has no intention of skiing.

Frankie, Bruce, Sienna, and Chris were momentarily stunned and completely forgot about their warm-up exercises. The sight of Jeremiah pulling Yvette in a snow tube was unexpected and almost romantic, like a scene from a cheesy soap opera.

Yvette noticed they were all frozen. She raised an eyebrow with a small smile playing on her lips. "I just prefer to sit in the snow tube," she said slowly, her tone matter-of-fact.

Chris and the rest exchanged amused glances. Sure, that's the real reason,' they thought, knowing full well that Yvette was just lazy. They would be foolish to believe in what she said.

Jeremiah lowered his gaze and looked at Yvette, who was sitting in the snow tube. A small smile played on his lips. "Yeah, I prefer pulling the snow tube," he said, his expression otherwise unchanged.

Bruce and the group exchanged glances, rolling their eyes. They decided to forego warm-up exercises and just start skiing. If they didn't, they'd be privy to more public displays of affection from Jeremiah and Yvette. The group wanted to stay away from the couple.

One by one, everyone slid down the high difficulty ski track, leaving Jeremiah and Yvette alone at the top. е el and Yvette Yvette rested her chin on her hand and glanced at Jeremiah, giving him a signal that he could start pulling the snow tube. Jeremiah smirked with a playful glint in his blue eyes. "All right then, hold on tight," he said and started pulling the snow tube.

Yvette nodded obediently. "Let's go, Jerry!" Jeremiah chuckled, surprised by Yvette's playful side. It was rare to see her so childlike. "So, are you an empress, or a princess?" he asked.

Yvette shook her head, her gaze serious as she met his. "I'm a queen," she said, her tone clear and firm.

Jeremiah nodded, his blue eyes filled with affectionate amusement. "As you wish, Your Majesty," he teased in a low, respectful jone.

Jeremiah maneuvered the snow tube, avoiding the crowd, and keeping of to the edge of the high difficulty track. The other skiers watched the pair with a mix of speechlessness and disdain on their faces.

What are those two rookies doing on the high difficulty ski track They can barely ski, and yet they're diting off e more than they can chew. They'd be better off sticking to the low difficulty track and playing in the snow, the other skiers thought.