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

After Flying Fish got a direct confirmation from Yvette, she was stunned.

She took a deep breath before speaking, “Boss, Silas is the director of the top medical lab in Mysonna. How did you manage to have him lower his status and come to my apartment to deliver the antidote to Charles? My gosh, it’s unbelievable!”

While they were talking. Yvette had already changed her clothes into a simple tracksuit, familiar canvas shoes, and a black baseball cap. Her androgynous style was incredibly cool.

She noticed the small hair tie on the table, paused slightly, then picked it up and casually tied her hair. Her voice was indifferent, saying, “I’m heading over now,”

Silas was sixty this year, but he was so well-preserved he looked no different from a man in his forties. His hair was perfectly combed and his eyes were bright and full of energy.

He glanced down at the vintage watch on his wrist. It had been ten minutes since the door had closed. He didn’t show a trace of impatience on his face.

The door opened again. Silas remained as gentlemanly and composed as ever.

“Hello, miss, sorry to bother you. I’m here to deliver the antidote of No.7 Toxin for Mr. Jameson, Silas said.

Flying Fish had already changed into everyday clothes, and she was taken aback by Silas’s polite words.

She had seen Silas’s temper firsthand when she was undercover as a maid in Silas’s house back in the day. Silas was the type of person

who wouldn’t hesitate to scold his son.

I have kept him waiting for almost ten minutes. His pleasant demeanor nearly makes me want to swear. It is terrifying Flying Fish thought.

Flying Fish quickly composed herself, shifted sideways, and politely extended her hand.

“Hello, Mr. Walson. Please come in, Flying Fish said.

Silas gave a slight smile as he walked into the apartment. A seemingly unremarkable trinket in the entryway caught his eye,

It was the first one-of-a-kind item auctioned at last year’s West Auction House. It was eventually sold for 3.3 million dollars.

“What an impressive gesture! How could someone just casually place it right at the entrance? Silas thought.

With his impeccable manners, Silas kept his eyes forward as he proceeded to the couch and took a seat.

was just a few seconds, observation was key for Flying Fish as an

the entryway, just a few knick-knacks I have collected. What could

atmosphere in the living room was filled with an

glass of water that

her best not maid to make eye contact, afraid Silas might

neutral tone, “Ms. Fish, can you tell me where the patient is

Fish’s eye twitched slightly, thinking,

by Silas’s left foot, guessing it probably held

Let me take you to him.”

felt a bit disappointed. He had come in person to meet Yvette, but since Yvette wasn’t there, he

Silas’s. She also didn’t want

the room, had been excited all night. Hearing the faint sounds from outside,

really get my life back! Every moment before the door was knocked on, Charles was consumed by this

utter those two words. After one night, he could only

reaction was even more intense than Flying Fish’s. Even though his body stayed still, his wide eyes and facial

Silas Walson, Charles

lab that Braydon had been desperately trying to win over.

person, the Goodman family could ensure

a background in a distinguished family, it wasn’t easy for the Goodman family to make a move

tried every conceivable method but eventually had to give up since Sillas

feel a bit more balanced.

greeted. Just

was also aware of Charles’s identity. He might not be involved with the underworld, but he had heard some

how powerful No.7 Toxin was. Enduring it for this

him over. But unexpectedly, he let his guard down, and members sent by the Goodman family managed

compare with Wette, with proper training. Fiona had potential. However, she unexpectedly

this. No.7 Toxin has originated from my medical lab. Charles is Yvette’s

hint of admiration, saying, “Hello, Mr. Jameson. You’re incredibly strong. Making

stiff tongue managed to

case and walked to the bedside. He opened the