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.

does Yvette want to tell me?’ he wondered. He awkwardly cleared his throat and asked in a low voice, “What is

said the last batch of goods is in the basement

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

Strange

dialects?

an international human trafficking organization. They used various tricks to drug women and children, smuggling them abroad to places to sell in lawless areas like the Golden Triangle, profiting immensely

disobeyed, these traffickers would brutally harvest the o***ns and sell them

came to South East Aploth to uncover their hideouts and

of women and children was their only bargaining

way to get them to talk, but Yvette

anxiously and said, “General, they

his gaze fierce and deep like a night fire. His handsome face turned somber. After hanging up, he returned to the vicious

“Nothing. The captured people are at the house of

the whereabouts of the last group, although he did not

the criminals. After seeing the miserable condition of those who had been captured, he wished he could shoot those criminals on the spot. They

was only four, and they injured their legs and forced them to beg

witnessed such evil doings, the

to keep them alive for higher authorities to

the distance. His darkened eyes narrowed, gleaming with a

head and stared at Jeremiah. In the darkness,

why Jeremiah commanded such high respect in

no way Jeremiah did not know,

only be to bring justice to

Jeremiah had become a figure

the bathroom. On

aren’t you asleep

and turned off her phone. “Just

questions and climbed back into bed to

the principal’s office, holding the list for the Art Festival. He could tell

her trouble-averse nature, she probably did not even sign up for

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