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.

his throat and asked in a low voice, “What is it?

eyes, and pressed her lips together. “Those guys said the last batch of goods is in the basement of

he understood what

Strange

dialects?

and children, smuggling them abroad to places to sell in lawless areas like the Golden Triangle, profiting

harvest the o***ns and sell them to

to South East Aploth to uncover their hideouts and take them down at

that the last group of women and children was their only bargaining chip

way to get them to talk, but Yvette surprised

up, the soldier rushed over anxiously and said, “General, they won’t talk. What

night fire. His handsome face turned somber. After hanging up, he returned to the vicious devil figure

“Nothing. The captured people are at the house of a

whereabouts of the last group, although he did not know

seeing the miserable condition of those who had been

the kidnapped children was only four, and they injured their legs and forced them to beg on the streets. Young women were

had witnessed such evil doings, the traffickers’

In such international cases, they had to keep them alive for higher authorities to judge. After

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

his head and stared at Jeremiah. In the darkness, his eyes sparkled with

The soldier finally understood why Jeremiah commanded such high

there was no way Jeremiah

to bring justice to

moment on, Jeremiah had become a figure of faith in

the middle of the night to use the bathroom.

asked, “Yve, why aren’t you asleep yet? It’s

turned off her phone. “Just

more questions and climbed back into

holding the list for the Art Festival. He could tell someone was deliberately targeting Yvette. Given her personality, she would never

she probably did not even sign

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