Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Jeremiah hid the smile in his eyes as he lifted his gaze to Rodney “Alright, don’t worry. You know, there are a lot of people who like Yvette, and I…”

Jeremiah trailed off, his words leaving an open–ended hint. His comment, though vague, was enough to stir Rodney’s protective instincts. He slapped his chest with a dramatic flourish, as though ready to face anything that came their way.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

He said, “Don’t worry, Mr. Chavez. You’re my friend. If any of those guys start bothering Yvette, just let me know. I’ll take care of them. I’ll make it clean and simple, and no one will ever know.”

After saying this, Rodney waved his hand for Jeremiah to lean down. He whispered fiercely into his ear, “Don’t worry, Mr. Chavez. I’m an expert at making people disappear.”

Jeremiah nodded, his gaze softening for a moment as he looked at Rodney, his gratitude clear. “I really appreciate it.” Rodney kicked his legs, beaming proudly. “It’s no trouble at all, Mr. Chavez. Don’t hesitate to call me, okay?”

In the living room, at the dinner table, Emmett, Charles, Samantha, and Eagle King watched as Rodney chatted and laughed with Jeremiah.

Samantha rested her chin on her hand, looking a bit puzzled. She glanced at the others and said, “What’s going on here? How did Jeremiah and Rodney go from barely knowing each other to this close in just one night?”

It wasn’t just Samantha; even Emmett, Eagle King, and Charles were completely baffled. Just yesterday, these two were at each other’s throats, and now, they were acting like father and son. This was so strange.

The four of them barely touched their breakfast, too caught up in staring at Jeremiah and Rodney. Jeremiah handed Rodney a croissant, then carefully spread some strawberry jam on it before passing it to him.

Rodney took it with a smile, looking at Jeremiah with a charming grin. “Thank you so much, Jeremiah,” he said, then picked up a piece of fried egg and placed it on Jeremiah’s plate.

Emmett’s fork clattered to the table, looking surprised. He thought, ‘Jeremiah and Rodney actually looked like father and son. Why? Wasn’t it just yesterday these two were practically at war with each other? What the heck happened?‘

The four of them were left speculating, their curiosity eating them alive. They thought, ‘What kind of trick had Jeremiah pulled on Rodney? Why did he address him differently? Yesterday, it was “Mr. Chavez” and now it’s “Jeremiah“. What happened exactly?”

Eagle King couldn’t hold back his curiosity any longer. He stared at Jeremiah and Rodney, asking bluntly, “So, can someone please explain what’s going on here?”

Under the curious gaze of the four, Rodney sat up straight like an adult. He put down his fork and, in the most innocent voice, said, “There’s really nothing strange about it.

“I’ve already become Jeremiah’s friend. Jeremiah is in poor health, so I’m here to take care of him. You guys don’t need to make a big deal out of it.”

Jeremiah tilted his head, giving Rodney a very cooperative cough, putting on an almost convincing “fragile” act. “Thank you.”

Emmett watched Jeremiah with wide eyes, his hand shaking as he picked up his milk and took a sip. The image of the all- powerful Jeremiah in his mind had completely shattered.

Samantha couldn’t help but give Jeremiah a thumbs–up. She was impressed, thinking, ‘Just look at Rodney–yesterday he wanted to slice Jeremiah into pieces, and now he’s already protecting him. The power of a good strategy, huh? Jeremiah’s tricks worked.

Samantha’s thoughts briefly drifted to her younger brother Andrew. She thought that if only he could learn something from Jeremiah. However, Andrew seemed to grow only in size, not in intelligence.

Charles quietly observed Jeremiah and Rodney, his gaze steady. He just wanted to know whether Yvette knew how sly Jeremiah was.

When Eagle King heard Rodney call him in such a rude tone, he lost interest in how Jeremiah had worked his magic anymore. He just wanted to figure out why Rodney appeared so respectful to Jeremiah, Emmett, and Charles while being so rude to him.

Eagle King shot a glance at Jeremiah, wondering if he should start copying him and pretending to be weak.

The next second, Eagle King turned to Rodney, his voice dripping with grievance. “Isn’t it a little unfair to treat me differently, Rodney?”

Samantha, Emmett, and Charles immediately turned to look at Eagle King. They thought, ‘What is he doing? Is today the day everyone playing weak?”

Eagle King, feeling the pressure of their gazes, awkwardly scratched his nose. “What are you staring at?”

Rodney stared at the pouting Eagle King for a moment, then, without hesitation, responded in a serious tone, “I’m more drawn to good–looking guys, like Jeremiah, Emmett, and Charles, but I keep my distance from less charming guys, like you.”

Samantha, Emmett, and even Charles couldn’t hold back their laughter. They thought, ‘Rodney’s honesty can hurt people. No wonder he’s close to Yvette–he knows exactly how to hit where it hurts.

Eagle King, fuming with rage, felt his face burn. He thought, ‘That was harsh. What did he mean by calling me less charming? Does he have to compare me to Jeremiah?‘

However, Rodney wasn’t done. “And the biggest problem with you isn’t even your looks.” Hearing that, Eagle King felt his wounded pride shatter completely.

Eagle King’s eyes were practically blazing with fury. He thought, “What else is Rodney going to say?

Rodney sized up Eagle King, put down his croissant, and said, “Your biggest problem is your sense of fashion. Haven’t you ever heard the saying ‘Red and green should never be seen, except in the washing machine‘?”

Everyone turned to look at Eagle King, agreeing with Rodney. Eagle King’s outfit–red vest, green shorts, and blue slippers- was basically a walking fashion disaster.

Samantha was struggling to keep it together, nearly dying of laughter. This was too much. She felt that Rodney comedic genius in the making, and he wasn’t even trying.

Rodney turned to Jeremiah with a proud look. Jeremiah gave him a pat on the shoulder, glanced at Eagle King who looked like he might explode at any second, and nodded with full approval. “You’re absolutely right.”

Eagle King was ready to take out all his frustration on Rodney when he heard Jeremiah’s words. However, after hearing Jeremiah, he was completely deflated. He knew he couldn’t mess with Jeremiah, so he resigned himself to quietly eating the oatmeal.

Yvette came downstairs from the second floor. The moment she appeared, Eagle King let out a roar. “Help, Yvette! Someone is picking on me!”

Eagle King’s voice was so dramatic that it seemed like it could lift the roof off. It could be seen that he was deeply wronged.

Yvette paused, then casually walked over to the table and sat down. Eagle King, seeing his ally arrive, immediately dropped his gloom and shot a smug look at Rodney. Then, when turning back to Yvette, his expression shifted completely. “Yvette…”

Yvette casually scratched her ear and looked at Eagle King with mild indifference. “What’s wrong with you?”