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

After leaving the Principal’s office, Yvette didn’t go back to the physics classroom but went straight to the nearby arcade.

When Eagle King arrived, Yvette was there playing a basketball game with some kids and enjoying herself. It was rare to see her act so playful and childlike, so he didn’t disturb her.

Eagle King was dressed in a floral tank top today, and his tattoo of an azure dragon across his arms was fully exposed outside. People passing by didn’t dare to look at him for long.

up the deepest

Standing at the entrance, he took out a cigarette and lit it. Wisps of white smoke gently rose, stirring up memories buried in his heart.

In a daze, his mind drifted back to that rainy night seven years ag

Back then, he had just finished a mission but was ambushed due to his carelessness. He was gravely injured and fled into a narrow alley using his last strength.

By that point, he was too weak to move and could only wait for death. In their line of work, life and death had long since been unimportant.

But then, in a half-conscious state, he heard a cold, piercing voice. “Do you need help?”

His strong will to survive forced him to use his last breath to reply. “Yes” Then, he slipped into a deep coma. When he woke up, he was already in Yvette’s apartment.

What happened next!

“What are you thinking about?” Yvette turned around, holding some candy she’d won from the kids, and noticed Eagle King standing at the entrance, looking distant and lost in thought.

The latter stubbed out his cigarette and smiled mischievously. “Boss, you might want to look behind.”

Yvette glanced back in the direction Eagle King pointed. Those kids she had just played basketball with seemed about to cry

at any moment

‘Come on, it’s just some candy, right?’ she thought.

candy in her hand, she sighed and walked back to return it to the kids. However,

not to say anything to avoid getting

have been asking around about you. Word is it’s from the Goodman

feet, her voice calm and unconcerned. “Don’t worry about it He

it like having a boss who

Goodman family from Mysonna… Just hearing their names made people shudder. For decades, they had dominated the

especially, became notorious at

ruthless, with a reputation for killing without

oppose

King turned worried

heart mostly dissipated. The hostility in her

a pitiful expression. “Boss, seriously? You called me over, but before I even get comfortable, you’re telling me to leave? That’s so

radiating undeniable sharpness and arrogance, but her voice was soft as she commented, “You got

way, are

waved her hand dismissively, leaving behind only lier lean figure. Under the fading light of sunset, she

left, Eagle King headed back

she saw Eagle King turn back.

she

upon Yvette

for dinner. Normally, Winona would’ve been thrilled, but now, she

minutes lat shi saw a man with an intimidating tattoo, wearing a tank top and blue flip-flops, strike up a

used her phone and snapped a picture of the two of them looking quite

the

ways with Eagle King, Winona

led her in circles. Wearing high heels, Winona had blistered feet from walking.

newspaper. He glimpsed at Winona’s

with a wicked gleam in his eyes. He had already recognized her as

Eagle King finally returned to

about missing her chance. Victor had sent her over ten messages, asking where she was and urging her to hurry, but she ignored them all. Finding a quiet spot, she took a picture