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

After they finished meals, Yvette and Bonnie went to the new milkshake shop off-campus to get a banana milkshake.

Once back in the dorm, Bonnie was so exhausted that she collapsed onto the bed and refused to move.

Yvette got her phone and walked over to the balcony.

Over the past two weeks, Jeremiah sent Yvette only three text messages, each concise and containing just a few words: [I’m good. Don’t worry. Miss you.

Yvette’s pretty fingers fiddled with her phone.

Her gaze was calm as she dialed Jeremiah’s number.

After three rings, a stranger’s voice came through on the other end, saying, “Hello, Ms. Zeller, this is Emmett.”

Yvette stood by the window, her eyes cast downward, softly blinking,

With a slow pace and low voice, Yvette got straight to the point, “Tell me everything the location, the time, and the whole

story

Emmett remained silent for seconds.

Feeling a bit at a loss, the speech he had prepared just silently went down the drain.

Emmett wondered, ‘Did Yvette guess that something happened to Mr. Chavez?”

Emmett didn’t speak for a long time.

A trace of irritation creased Yvette’s brow.

Her gaze intensified, becoming as cold as ice, with her eyes growing darker and taking on a fierce edge.

“Speak up, I don’t appreciate listening to nonsense, Yvette interjected abruptly.

Emmett was jolted back to reality. He wasn’t unwilling to share everything with her, it was simply that Jeremiah had explicitly instructed him not to disclose anything to Yvette prior to his departure.

Emmett thought, Forget it. I can’t keep this under wraps forever. Since Mr. Chavez chose Yvette as his partner, she needs to take her responsibility, doesn’t she?

Emmett skipped the small talk and began detailing everything that had happened over the past two weeks.

“Our mission to Mysonna is a confidential state operation focused on probing a local criminal group-known as the Tiger Head. This gang has been providing narcotics to smaller gangs in Clusia. Lately, a novel drug has surfaced in several small towns. A single dose of this substance delivers intense euphoria but has also led to fatalities. Its effects are particularly damaging, with a notable risk of

eyes turned cold, and she frowned

controlled by the Goodman

Emmett was surprised.

expect Yvette to know about the Goodman family, the leading crime syndicate in

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knew this wasn’t

involved in the drug shipments to Clusia is operating under the command of the Goodman family’s seventy-second force, known

let out a sneer. Deep in her eyes, there was a hint of malice. With an icy voice,

her voice, Emmett couldn’t help but shiver,

skilled soldiers into the rainforest for further investigation, while I remained behind to provide support. Since then, it’s been five days with no updates from Mr. Chavez. It’s as if they’ve completely disappeared. The rainforest is particularly unsettling because it’s known to interfere with all forms of communication

slightly narrowed her

glanced at the

calmly, “Got it. I’ll reach Mysonna by seven

watch and calculated the time difference. He realized there were only five hours left until

for another three hours, so there’s just not enough time. Do you need me to arrange

much of a difference, but having one more person could mean more

Yvette held a very special place in Jeremiah’s

one could stop her. Besides, if she found out Jeremiah was

Yvette turned down Emmett.

said, “No, thanks, I have a private jet, and I should

hung up, changed into an exercise outfit, grabbed her black

a note

Yvette called Howard and mentioned she needed a

lent his personal jet

airport, everything had been arranged by the waiting staff. The whole process took less than half an hour, and Yvette boarded

from Yvette during his meeting, which was as concise and direct as usual: [Taking indefinite

she going this time? I hope she

p.m. in Mysonna when Yvette’s private

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off the plane, she received the hotel address from

the window at the familiar

captivated by Yvette’s beauty, harbored ill intentions. He contemplated taking a detour

glanced at Yvette, who was relaxing with her eyes closed. A smug look