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

Sienna smiled apologetically at the girl lying on the floor. “Maybe I went a little too far with the joke. I scared the poor thing” She quickly stepped forward and helped the intern up. “Girl, you’re too easily scared! I was just joking. We’re the good guys, why would we go around killing people? It’s a law-abiding society, we need to be harmonious, democratic, and loving citizens.” As Sienna spoke, she winked at the intern and patted her shoulder reassuringly. “By the way, what’s your name?

Nervously fidgeting with her fingers, the girl whispered. “Ms. Sterling, 1. my name is Betsy Betsy had really thought she wouldn’t make it out alive. It had always been like this in TV dramas, someone accidentally stumbled upon a secret in a wealthy family, and then they’d kill her to keep her quiet, leaving her body to rot… She never expected that the mysterious and powerful person behind the fashion brand “Vibe” was actually Yvette, the long-lost daughter of the Chambers family.

Earlier in the car. Tony had completely trashed Yvette, saying she was just a commoner pretending to be something she wasn’t crude and ignorant, probably ugly and from the countryside. But what had just happened shattered Betsy’s worldview. Ugly and from the countryside? If those words describe the woman in front of me, then is there anyone attractive in this world! A commoner pretending to be a princess? The person behind Vibe is worth over 300 million dollars. and just that fact alone could outshine most of the second-generation heirs at Seacrity. Crude and ignorant? No way… Betsy had a strong feeling that the cool and distant Ms. Zeller of the Chambers family was far from ignorant. Her intuition was always spot-on

Seeing Betsy’s dazed expression, Sienna thought she was still scared, so her tone softened even more. “Betsy, are you okay?”

Snapping out of it, Betsy gave a shy smile. Like Bonnie, she had two little dimples when she smiled, though not as prominent as Bonnie’s.

Yvette glanced up, giving her an extra moment of attention.

“Ms. Sterling, I… you… you’re nothing like I imagined.”

Sienna laughed heartily and said, “Betsy, now you know who my boss is, right? You better keep it a secret. Our boss here hates trouble. You don’t want her tossing you into the sea to feed the sharks!” She finished with a comical glance at Yvette. ‘How did I end up with a boss who hides just to avoid trouble? Where’s the justice in that?”

Hearing Sienna’s words, Betsy nodded along, playing along with the joke. “Don’t worry, Ms. Sterling, my memory’s terrible. What just happened? I’ve already forgotten. After what had just happened, she had a better sense of Sienna’s personality, realizing that she was just kidding.

Sienna gave her an approving look. “Good, you’re getting the hang of it!”

Sitting in her chair, Yvette cast a glance at the spilled foundation on the floor, her eyes deep and inscrutable, hinting at something unfathomable. The air was filled with a scent she was very familiar with-lead powder. It was such a small amount that most people wouldn’t have noticed it, but Yvette was different. Her senses were naturally far more sensitive than most. The moment the foundation boule broke, Yvette had alreatly detected the strange smell.

Little did Betsy know that her clumsiness had just foiled Nellie’s plot. Nellie had intended to frame Yvette using a foundation laced with lead powder. She hadn’t expected Tony to mess things up, much less that a small intern would ruin the foundation meant for Yvette. It was as if fate itself had intervened

Betsy glanced at the clock on the wall-it was already 2 PM, and the banquet was set to start at 5 PM. Time was getting tight “Ms. Zeller, um, time’s a bit tight now. I need to start doing your makeup right away”

Yvette responded with a casual nod, her voice as cold as ever, “No need.”

Sienna wasn’t surprised at all. She knew Yvette hated makeup and had always preferred going without it. Seeing the disbelief on Betsy’s face, Sienna felt a deep sense of sympathy for her. “Don’t overthink it. It’s not that the boss doesn’t like your work. She never wears makeup. Besides, just look at her face-what is there to improve?”

Betsy hadn’t dared to really look at Yvette until now. Taking a closer look, she thought, ‘Alright, I admit Ms. Sterling is right. This face has proportions better than the models we used in makeup class. There isn’t a single visible flaw or pore. I wouldn’t even know where to start?

Still, Betsy couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed. I thought I get the chance to show off my skills today, but I guess not. She hung her head for a moment, but quickly shook it off. ‘It’s not a big deal. There’s always next time. I just wonder if I ever have another chance to meet someone as perfect as Ms. Zeller again. Betsy still felt a bit regretful.

Sienna, having worked in the industry for so long, instantly recognized the look in Betsy’s eyes. “How about this? I’m attending the banquet too. You can do my makeup instead, but you better make me look good, or I’ll be upset.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Betsy’s eyes lit up with excitement. She nodded eagerly and asked, “Really? Ms. Sterling, you’re letting me do your makeup? Really? Really?” She was so thrilled she asked three times in a row. When Sienna finally nodded, she was close to tears, solemnly promising Sienna that she would give her absolute best to perfect her look!

Sienna plopped herself down in front of the makeup mirror and called Betsy over to do her makeup.

Betsy sneaked a glance at Yvette, seeing her head down, fiddling with her phone. It seemed like she was playing some kind of game. Ms. Zeller doesn’t care at all about Ms. Sterling’s actions. I knew I was overthinking it; it seems like their relationship is really good With that, she felt reassured and started doing Sienna’s makeup,

Betsy wasn’t wrong. Yvette was indeed playing a game, but it was an online game by FastPulse Technologies, still in beta testing and not yet released. Yvette held veto power over the gate, which meant that whether this game, eagerly awaited by global players for three years, would be launched this year was entirely up to her.

Around 4:30, Zachary, along with Nellie, Zeke, and all the Chambers family’s servants, had already started welcoming guests in the back garden.

Nellie was dressed in a purple tight dress, with a large pearl necklace around her neck, but an emerald bracelet on her wrist. The combination seemed a bit mismatched.

Zachary, on the other hand, kept it simple, wearing his usual dark suit but with an added red tie. No one knew that this tie had been a Valentine’s Day gift from Lilian years ago, and Zachary had treasured it all these years. Even Nellie thought he simply liked the tie. Choosing this tie for the occasion was clearly meaningful-it represented Lilian. He hoped she could witness the important announcement he was about to make, even if only symbolically.