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

Chapter 643 Savannah's obsessive look frightened Thiago, bringing back memories of their childhood. Back when Savannah was only seven years old, she had pushed her family's housekeeper into the sea with a sweet smile on her face and watched calmly as the waves carried the housekeeper away. When the adults found out, she pretended to be scared. That day Thiago realized that Savannah had been a dangerous obsessive since childhood. If she fixated on a man, she would stop at nothing to get her way.

Thiago and Savannah were kindred spirits. They had been best friends growing up, partners in countless misdeeds.

Savannah said coldly, "That man doesn't know what's good for him. If he doesn't play nice, then we'll drug him. He's choosing the hard way. Oh, and after you've had your fun with that woman, hand her over to me.

"In return, I'll give that man to you. I'll make sure they both live a life worse than death.

Her eyes sparkled with a twisted excitement as she spoke.

Thiago nodded and said, "Don't worry. Even if we can't act here, the Steel Serpents members I hired will take care of it back at the hotel. Once they step in, it's over for those two.

"You can do whatever you want then. Don't be so upset, Savannah." As a Ybaullan, Savannah knew exactly how powerful the Steel Serpents was-the most prominent gangster in the country. Their involvement reassured her and soothed her anger. She cast a satisfied glance at Thiago, recognizing his usefulness in leveraging such connections.

Thiago, noticing her expression, leaned back on the couch and wrapped an arm around her waist. "Feeling lonely lately? Want to have sfun?" he teased playfully.

Savannah trailed her finger down his chest, blowing softly and responding in a sultry tone, "Let's see if you've been drained! dry by sother little temptress lately." The two fell into bed, indulging in their twisted camaraderie.

Later that evening, at a ski area bar, Yvette, Jeremiah, and their group entered, immediately drawing attention. Their combination of handsmen and beautiful women naturally becthe center of focus. Most gazes lingered on Yvette and Jeremiah. After settling into a booth seating, they ordered two bottles of red wine, and Jeremiah got Yvette her usual orange juice. Even after the group had taken their seats, the bar's patrons could not help but steal glances in their direction.

Frankie, clad in a limited-edition streetwear outfit, surveyed the crowd and sighed. "I feel like I'll never find a girlfriend in the future." Yvette, lounging lazily in her chair, propped her chin on one hand and glanced at Frankie. She raised a perfectly arched brow, fiddling with her phone as she drawled, "Thinking of finding a boyfriend?" Frankie's head shot up, and he shook it furiously. He said, "Yvé, don't scare me. I've always liked women- beautiful women! No way would I ever like men." Yvette nodded nonchalantly. "Oh, you like women. Got it." With that, she returned to her phone.

FastPulse Technologies gproject had reached its final stage and was preparing for market release. Almost daily, Lucy contacted Yvette for key decisions, Jeremiah glanced casually at Yvette's phone screen and caught the sender's name. His gaze deepened.

1/3 10:14 Wed, Jan 14 G Chapter 643 He thought, 'Lucy? Is that the Lucy who founded FastPulse Technologies, spent seven years developing cutting- edge gaming technologies, and turned it into one of the world's top gaming companies? Did Yvette know Lucy personally? Taking a sip of wine, Chris looked at Frankie and said, "Your future nonexistent girlfriend should thank you for this. At least you've learned to do sgood by sparing her." Bruce, his arm around Sienna, added in a low voice, "True. At last, you're doing something virtuous." Sienna suppressed a laugh and teased, "Frankic, the single life ist so bad. But why are you saying this now?" Frankie rolled his eyes. 'She's lying through her teeth. If being single is as good as she said, why be in a relationship with Bruce? What a liar!' He sighed, looking frustrated. "It's all Jeremiah and Bruce's fault Jeremiah found Yve, Bruce found you. I swear, if I can't find someone better than Yve, I won't look for a girlfriend at all." His sincerity earned skepticism from the group, especially Sienna, who gawked at him. 'Wow, aiming for someone better than Yve? You've got slofty goals there. Not even in your dreams!' she thought.

She raised her glass and toasted him, "Frankie, I admire your courage. Looking forward to meeting your future girlfriend. Good luck!" Frankie clinked glasses with her, then turned eagerly to Yvette, saying, "Yve, do you have any amazing female friends you can introduce to me? I'm starting to think blind dates might not be such a bad idea. Please helpout!" Yveue, having just sent off her last message to Lucy, was finally free of work. She looked up, a faint smile tugging at her lips. "I do." Jeremiah, pouring her another glass of orange juice, raised a brow.

Frankie's eyes widened. He thought, 'Yve actually agreed to introduce her female friend? Oh God! Am I finally going to end my single days? A girl who could be friends with Yve must be someone special.

'If Yve is making the introduction, there's no way it could go wrong.

He rubbed his hands, leaving his wine in sheer excitement. "Really, Yve? What's her name? Where's she from? How old is she? And most importantly, does she like handsguys like me?" he asked.

Bruce, Chris, and Sienna were unwilling to watch his shameless performance any longer, thinking it was utterly embarrassing.

Jeremiah tilted his head, looked at Yvette, and asked, "Do you really have someone suitable to introduce to him?" Yvette, holding her phone, raised her delicate eyebrows and answered quite seriously, "Yes; 30 years old, a company general manager, and she likes handsguys." Judging by appearances, Frankie definitely fit her aesthetic preferences.

Hearing that, Frankie got even more excited. He said, "Yve, when can we set up a meeting? I have a feeling my destiny is approaching." D

Yvette responded, "Sure." After a pause, she lifted her eyes and asked Frankie seriously, "How good are you at gaming?" Aside from Jeremiah, who looked thoughtful as if he had figured something out, the others were completely baffled. 'What does matchmaking have to do with gaming skills?' they wondered.

Frankie's confidence shot through the roof. He replied, "Yve, lettell you, back in the day was about to gb pro. When it comes to gaming skills, I've never met anyone who could beat me." Chapter 643- +5

Although Frankie sounded-exaggerated, this time,Bruce and Chris did not argue with him, and even Jeremiah stayed silent.

Objectively speaking, Frankie was indeed a gaming expert. If he had joined the gaming industry back then, he would probably already have made a nfor himself.

Yvette seemed to take a slight interest in his words and said leisurely, "We should play a gtogether sometime."