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

“Guess who I am?” someone asked. The room was pitch-black, with no light in sight.

As soon as Yvette entered the room, a pair of hands covered her eyes. She paused slightly and commented, “You seem to be in good spirits.”

Suddenly, the lights flicked on, illuminating the room. The hands moved away. Yvette opened her eyes and turned around. Standing behind her was Flying Fish, the woman Eagle King just rescued

The first thing Flying Fish did after being rescued was take a bath and enjoy a succulent meal. She stood before Yvette, about five feet nine inches tall, clad in a white bathrobe that accentuatest her curves. She had a perfect hourglass figure. Her face was oval-shaped, with almond-shaped eyes that exuded an air of allure. Droplets of water continued to drip from her hair, adding a touch of sensuality.

“Boss, I missed you so much! I knew you loved me the most. If I’d waited for Eagle King to rescue me, I would’ve been dead by now. It would’ve been a great loss for humanity if a perfect woman like me was dead!” Flying Fish exclaimed.

She nodded seriously, fully agreeing with her own statement. Eagle King, lounging on the couch, was used to her narcissistic personality. She had been like that since they were kids.

Yvette crossed her arms, lifted her chin, and spoke in a relaxed tone. “Don’t worry. I won’t let you die.” Eagle King jolted from the couch. Yvette glanced at

invisible in the conversa, then looked at Flying Fish before walking over to the couch, knowing she’d soon become

Eagle King was furious. “Have you lost your mind from fangirling over celebrities? What’s the number one rule of being an assassin? Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten! How could you accept a job without even checking your target’s background? Do you have a death wish?”

Flying Fish knew she was in the wrong, and her voice softened, though she still stubbornly argued with Eagle King. “Haven’t you scolded me enough? I went days without food or sleep in that basement. I’ve suffered enough. I already know I was wrong. And what’s wrong with fangirling over celebrities? It makes me happy!”

When Eagle King heard her first few sentences and considered the hardships she had endured in the past few days, his heart ached for her. He realized his words had been too harsh. Just as he was about to say something to comfort her, he heard her mention fangirling and claim it made her happy.

His anger flared up again. “Fangirling makes you happy? Sure, you were so happy you got yourself caught! You’re an assassin. Why are you fangirling over someone?”

It irritated her that he clearly had feelings for her but refused to admit it. She glanced at Eagle King, then lowered her head, soon beginning

he’d never seen her cry, not even when she nearly lost a leg during their brutal training in the rainforest. He wondered if he had

the couch, saw Flying Fish give her a meaningful look. She massaged her temples, thinking Flying Fish was too into this act. Flying Fish kept her head down, avoiding eye contact with Eagle King, and continued to cry sofily. Eagle King, feeling

happy, I’ll support you. I own an entertainment company in Betrico. Tell me which celebrity you like,

unhappy and wondered, ‘Does she like that

said pitifully still sounding as though she’d been

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won’t. As long as you stop crying. I’ll

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something was off, but before he could make sense of it, he heard Flying Fish ask. “You’re not

would cry again. Engle King quickly promised. I wont

of tears. When Eagle King

and the smile on Yvette’s face, he didn’t mind being fooled. Those two were the most important people

Eagle King, you must keep your word. You said you’d agree to anything, so you can’t

lid you

Fish whipped around, walking toward the couch as she replied, “I only embarrass myself like this in front

front of me? Is it because

for tomorrow? That old bastard, Caleb, dared lock me in a dark, filthy basement, thinking he could make

a grudge. Eagle King didn’t mind her pettiness. “Yeah. Boss, what’s the plan? What about leaving him to me? You two can wait at the hotel.