Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Jeremiah glanced at the smug little boy with a smirk and said, “Getting a son out of nowhere–pretty nice, huh?”

The moment he said that, the boy couldn’t hold back anymore. He snapped, “What the hell? Don’t call me your son! I’m not your kid!”

Yvette, lounging casually with her chin resting on her hand, looked at the boy with a bored expression. “Are you done?”

The boy instantly deflated. His attitude vanished, and he hung his head, looking totally exhausted and defeated.

After a few moments, faint sobs echoed through the room. The boy’s shoulders shook as he tried to hold back tears, and it was so pitiful that Samantha couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sympathy. “Hey, kid, don’t cry. We can talk.”

Emmett and Charles stood nearby, indifferent. They didn’t see the boy as just a random kid. In a place like Voraxia, kids his age were already knee–deep in drug dealing and killing.

Eagle King watched the boy who was sobbing quietly. He scoffed and tossed the apple he was holding aside. He thought, “This little brat’s acting skills have definitely leveled up. He knows how to work that innocent little face to fool people.

It wasn’t the first time he had fallen for it, though. Back in the day, as the second–ranked assassin in the world, he was outwitted by a kid. If that ever got out, his reputation would have been completely destroyed.

The boy looked up, his big eyes staring at Samantha as she tried to comfort him. “I didn’t mean to cry. I just felt so excited to see Yvette. It has nothing to do with this gentleman. Please don’t misunderstand him.”

Then, with a sweet look, he turned to Jeremiah and said, “Please don’t feel bad, okay?”

Jeremiah’s gaze darkened as he locked eyes with the boy.

The boy’s innocent eyes were glinting with an almost mischievous sparkle.

Eagle King couldn’t hold back any longer. “What the hell, Rodney? Can you talk like a normal person? Stop pretending!”Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Rodney paused for a moment. Then, with a serious nod, he stood up and dusted himself off. Turning to Jeremiah, he said coldly, “Would you mind moving over? Thanks.”

Without waiting for a reply, Rodney squeezed past Jeremiah, taking his place between Yvette and Jeremiah as if it were the most natural thing in the world. He sat straight–backed, all proper like an adult.

Emmett, Samantha, and Charles exchanged glances. They heard Eagle King call the boy “Rodney“. They thought, ‘It sounds so familiar like we’ve heard it somewhere before.‘

Rodney turned to Yvette who had been quiet the whole time and said timidly, “I didn’t listen to you and came over to find you. Are you mad at me? Please don’t ignore me, okay?”

Yvette tilted her head slightly, leaning back with her usual lazy demeanor. Her eyes half–lidded, her voice calm and indifferent. “I’m not mad.”

The moment Rodney heard that, his face lit up, and he nodded eagerly. “I knew you wouldn’t be mad at me, Yvette. After all, I’m the cutest kid in the world, right? I know you love me the most.”

The last part was clearly aimed at someone else. Rodney cast a smug glance at Jeremiah, but when he saw his expressionless face, he huffed inwardly. He thought, ‘What about that, old man

Rodney then turned to introduce himself. “Hi, everyone, I’m Rodney, the best friend and also the best little brother of Yvette.”

That was something Rodney had crowned himself with.

Rodney continued, his tone almost mischievous. “I bet you’re all wondering how Yvette and I met, right?”

Jeremiah’s hand, resting on the armrest of the couch, stilled for moment. Rodney crossed his arms and began to recount the story.

He said, “Well, it’s a pretty simple tale. When I first met Yvette, it was love at first sight. She came out of nowhere and saved me from a dire situation.

“I know I’m still young, but I’m a thoughtful man. When I grow up, I’m definitely going to marry Yvette.”

The group was left completely dumbfounded by Rodney’s words. Everyone except Jeremiah, who remained impassively seated on the couch, and Eagle King, who already knew the truth, reacted with complete shock.

Yvette reached over and patted Rodney’s perfectly styled hair, shaking her head. “Stop talking nonsense.”

Samantha, still in a daze, stepped forward and looked at Yvette and Rodney’s playful interaction. “Uh, Yvette… Who is this kid?” She knew that his calling Yvette “Mom” was obviously a joke, but she was curious about who he really was.

Jeremiah stayed silent, staring at Rodney’s face for a full minute.

Yvette rested her chin on her hand, glancing at Rodney who was waiting obediently for her to introduce him. With a slow voice, she said, “Rodney is the largest arms supplier in Voraxia right now and the new King of Voraxia.”

Before anyone could fully process that, Eagle King dropped another bombshell that nearly left them all speechless. “The man Yvette personally killed, Hadley, was this little boy’s father.

Eagle King’s words hit like thunder, completely stunning Emmett. Charles, and Samantha. They thought, ‘What? No wonder the name “Rodney” sounded so familiar. Hadley? Rodney? It turned out that this kid was the son of Hadley, the former King of Voraxia.‘

Emmett, Charles, and Samantha exchanged looks, their faces reflecting a mixture of confusion and disbelief. They thought/ ‘Shouldn’t Yvette and Rodney be enemies? Why on earth were they acting so friendly with each other now?‘

Jeremiah, his expression as calm and impassive as ever, lowered his gaze slightly. “He doesn’t look anything like his father. Rodney paused for a moment, taken aback by the comment. Then, he slowly looked up at Jeremiah. His eyes narrowed with a dangerous gleam, and his voice, mature for someone his age, slipped out. “Do you know my father?”

Jeremiah’s gaze remained steady, his tone indifferent. “I don’t know him. I’ve only met him once.”

Jeremiah remembered his first mission in Voraxia a decade ago when he had briefly crossed paths with Hadley. He thought that there was no way that man, with his rough and cold features, could have fathered this boy.

Rodney’s expression softened slightly when he heard Jeremiah’s reply, and the hostility in his eyes slowly faded. He straightened up, slipping back into his usual sweet and innocent demeanor.

Emmett, Charles, and Samantha were completely confused by what they were hearing. Emmett asked, “What exactly is going on here?”

Eagle King stepped forward and pointed at Rodney sitting on the couch. “It’s simple. He’s the result of Hadley, that disgusting man, forcing a foreign actress to have a child. Hadley kept her around by feeding her drugs,” he explained.

Rodney, sitting on the couch, showed no reaction to the statement. He just stared at Yvette with a pitiful look, not bothered at all by the conversation.

Eagle King continued, “It’s a mess. The woman got pregnant and gave birth to Rodney. Because of drugs, he was born frail. He barely survived, but Hadley never cared for him.

“He was always hungry and–cold, abused by Hadley. It’s a miracle this kid even made it this far.”

Upon hearing this, Rodney immediately retorted, “It’s not a miracle, Mr. Eagle King. It’s all because of my own effort. I survived because I was waiting for Yvette.”

Eagle King was speechless. He thought, ‘Who taught him those cheesy talks?”