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

Chapter 82

Yvette paused momentarily with the phone in her hand. Her voice was steady. “I got it.”

In a farmhouse in South East Aploth, Jeremiah stood in casual black clothes under the moonlight. Fresh blood dripped from his sleeves.

Behind him was a group of men with tanned skin in traditional local attire, pinned to the ground by his men.

They cursed loudly in their native language and spoke an incomprehensible dialect.

Yvette’s clear and cold voice made Jeremiah’s heart skip a beat. I saw the school forum.”

Yvette looked up at the stars and placed the candy she had held back in her pocket. She paused momentarily and softened her voice. “It’s okay.

Jeremiah chuckled. His tone was gentle and indulgent.

Beside him, the soldier who had rushed over to report stood frozen in place and dared not move.

‘Oh my. Did the fierce major general-the military’s devil-smile? Do I have a fever?’ thought the soldier, who touched his forehead, confirming he had no fever. ‘He actually smiled!’ he exclaimed inwardly.

Jeremiah noticed the soldier opposite him and nodded faintly. The soldier instinctively stepped back as he did not dare eavesdrop on Jeremiah’s call.

Jeremiah said, “Okay. If you need anything, find Andrew. He’s free.”

Andrew was soaking in the bath and humming a song, unaware that Jeremiah had volunteered him as labor for Yvette.

Suddenly, Andrew sneezed and muttered to himself, wondering which beautiful woman was thinking about him. “Okay,” replied Yvette.

Jeremiah added, “Sleep early.”

She said, “Sure.”

Even through the phone, Jeremiah could feel Yvette’s indifference. Feeling disappointed, he said, “Bye, then.”

“Wait,” said Yvette.

Jeremiah immediately put the phone back to his ear, a hint of anticipation growing inside him.

Yvette want to tell me?’ he wondered. He awkwardly cleared his throat and asked in

her eyes, and pressed her lips together. “Those guys said the last

was taken aback. The next moment, he understood what Yvette meant

Strange

dialects?

part of an international human trafficking organization. They used various tricks to drug women and children,

brutally harvest the o***ns and

uncover

women and children was their only bargaining chip and refused

to get them to

hung up, the soldier rushed over anxiously and said, “General, they won’t

his gaze fierce and deep like a night fire. His handsome face turned somber.

are at the house of a

that they finally discovered the whereabouts of the last group, although he

seeing the miserable condition of those who had been captured, he wished he could

their legs and forced them to beg on the

the soldiers had witnessed such evil doings, the

them alive for higher authorities to judge. After all, it

were still struggling desperately in the distance. His darkened eyes narrowed, gleaming with a

at Jeremiah. In the

why Jeremiah commanded such high respect in

understood the implications, so there was no way Jeremiah

to bring justice

on, Jeremiah had become a figure of faith

of the night to use the bathroom. On her way back, she noticed flickering lights on the balcony and sleepily went over

aren’t you

around and turned off her phone. “Just

no more questions and climbed back into bed

the Art Festival. He could tell someone was deliberately targeting Yvette. Given her personality,

was not her thing. Given her trouble-averse nature, she probably did not even sign

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