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

After the meal, in the living room, the TV was showing news about the country's new energy developments.

After the meal, in the living room, the TV was showing news about the country's new energy developments. Aurora and Yvette lounged lazily on the sofa, neither sitting properly, looking as close as a mother and daughter. Aurora looked so youthful that people might even believe they were sisters.

Clifford handed Aurora a freshly made bowl of milk from the servant, and Aurora gave it right to Yvette. Her expression was full of genuine concern. "Yvette, eat up! We women need more milk. It's good for our health." Yvette took her eyes off the TV and looked at the bowl of milk. She nodded. “Thanks." Aurora watched Yvette drink it down, then turned to Clifford. "Honey, could you ask Cara to bring out another bowl?" Clifford hesitated for a moment. He thought, 'I'm a senior director of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. I'm now turning into a housekeeper at home. It seems acceptable.' Jeremiah glanced at Clifford without a word, thinking to himself 'Who's really better off in family status anyway?" Clifford looked at James on TV and paused for a moment. He remarked, “Developing new energy has always been a priority for the national physics lab. For years there was no breakthrough, and then suddenly this year, they succeeded. Mr. Owens had had a hard tfinding the right successor for the lab. None have met his standards. I heard he almost needed to be hospitalized from exhaustion recently. I wonder how he's doing now." This topic naturally had a heavy tone. The older generation dedicated their entire youth to the country. Even in their old age, they couldn't bear to leave the lab, never retiring. When they should've been enjoying their golden years, they were still working at the forefront. The patriotic spirit of people like Mr. Owens and his father was embedded in their bones, too deep to erase even in death.

Jeremiah peeled a shiny and clear grape for Yvette and placed it on her dessert. Then, he joined the conversation. "Mr. Owens is feeling better. Yesterday, Yvette met with him, so everything should be fine." Clifford looked at Yvette in surprise, as she showed no expression. He was quite surprised that Yvette actually knew Mr. Owens.

Mr. Owens had hardly ever left Betrico. If he left Betrico, just like his father, he'd need a national guard escort. No one could easily get close to him.

The fact that Yvette knew Mr. Owens genuinely surprised Clifford. Since he considered Yvette as one of his own, he directly asked her what was on his mind, "Yvette, how did you get to know Mr. Owens?" Yvette half-closed her eyes, lifted her clear gaze, and pinched her fingertips. In a casual tone, she said, "We met online. Yesterday was our first meeting." Yvette wasn't lying. Her first real conversation with James was just yesterday. But she didn't mention accepting him as a god- grandfather after just a brief chat.

Hearing this, Clifford's lips twitched slightly. He was surprised that James actually knew how to browse the internet. It right not be a big deal. But chatting with Yvette on line was very much a coincidence.

Aurora didn't seem as surprised as Clifford. She wasn't overthinking it. Excitedly, she turned to Yvette and said, "Yvette, should we exchange contacts too? So next tI miss you, I don't have to go through Jeremiah, which is kind of a hassle." Yvette lowered her eyes, and upon hearing this, quickly pulled out her phone and opened the app. Her voice was calm. "Do you wantto scan your code, or should you scan mine?" Aurora liked Yvette's straightforwardness. "I'll scan yours." Once they added each other as friends, Aurora immediately sent Yvette the latest meme. It was a funny cartoon character. Next to it was the words "Hello!" It was cute and adorable.

Yvette sent one back to her.

The phone buzzed. Aurora glanced down at it. A cool little character was next to the words "Hey there!" Strangely, the memes they chose looked quite like them.

Jeremiah and Clifford shared a glance and remained silent.

Chatting on the phone while sitting on the scouch seemed completely unnecessary and confusing. Traditionally, mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law had had numerous conflicts, but it was uncertain who would have more disputes with whom in the future.

At that moment, James's voice was heard from the TV. "Welcome, media friends. The physics lab will hold a new energy press conference in two days. More details will be provided soon." Clifford sipped his Grandos, having the staste as Jase. He only drank this one kind of coffee. His eyes flickered slightly. He looked at the TV with srelief and began to speak, "The press conference held by James this tis very timely, giving our country more confidence at this year's international conference and saving significant costs. I've heard that the success in new energy development is thanks to someone named Siren? Quite mysterious. From what I heard, James once tried to recruit this person but then backed off. Do you know anything about this?" This question was directed at Jeremiah. Clifford couldn't directly ask Yvette and Aurora what they thought about this.

Jeremiah's mission to Seacrity to find Siren was a secret that Clifford was completely unaware of. After all, they were not in the sdepartment, and Jeremiah reported directly to the top leader. Even Clifford didn't have the clearance to know such details.

Yvette's fingers paused slightly around the spoon when she heard Siren's name. Her eyes remained calm and deep. There was a touch of chilliness to it. Then she nonchalantly continued eating her dessert.

Jeremiah was quiet for a moment.

His demeanor was dignified. His voice was indifferent. "Yeah. Then breakthrough in new energy development was thanks to someone named Siren. This project owes much to him, but I don't really know the details. Maybe Jase knows more about it." As for why James decided against sending him to find Siren, Jeremiah never really tried to understand. Finding Siren was just a task for him. When the assignment was canceled, it no longer concerned him, requiring no further thought.

On a day that followed, Jeremiah saw a figure appear at the International Physics Conference. He regretted not pursuing it further back then.

Clifford nodded. His expression was serious. "I wonder if Mr. Owens ever found Siren. Our country, Clusia, really needs such talent right now."

Aurora knew about Clifford's longing for talent and placed her hand on his. She offered words of comfort, "Our country is developing really well now, it's not like in your days. If Siren is really as talented as you say, Mr. Owens definitely wo pass on them. You know how stubborn he is, so there's no need to worry abourit."

Jeremiah held Yvette's hand. “Yeah, I know. It just hitall of a sudden.

d so We've grown old and can only db's much for the country. The future be depends on Jeremiah's generation. A strong youth means a strong nation. We need more talents like Siren." Yvette lifted her gaze, ate her last piece of dessert, and a slight smile appeared on her lips. Jeremiah kept an eye on her at all times, and seeing this, he casually handed over a napkin. It was indeed great service.

This gesture made the usually composed Clifford twitch his eye. He found Jeremiah, who had been distant growing up, was now completely under Yvette's influence.

Yvette spoke softly. Her voice was cool and clear. "Mr. Owens has already successfully recruited Siren." X