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

Silas turned around and pushed the door open.

“Ms. Fish, at my age, making a living isn’t easy. It’s been difficult earning money, working day and night in the medical lab, and only now could I afford an antique 1 like. Please, when you have the time, I’ll send someone to take it back. I wouldn’t want to trouble you to keep it safe,” Silas said. After this, he left.

Flying Fish’s smile froze on her face.

Silas, that old fox, has recognized me from the start. It’s true what people say, experience does make the difference. He is waiting for me the whole time.

How could a dean of a top medical lab like him have the nerve to play the victim? Flying Fish thought.

Flying Fish was worried. “How am I supposed to get back that antique when I have already given it to my employer?

If it weren’t for Boss knowing Silas, I would’ve made a run for it. Now that my hideout is exposed, what’s the point of running! Flying Fish thought.

Silas reached the ground floor.

The driver stood respectfully to the side, holding the car door open. Just as Silas was about to step inside, he noticed someone approaching from afar.

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Silas handed the black suitcase to the driver, then strode toward the distant figure.

He walked with a commanding presence. His face had a healthy rosy glow. There was not a single trace of an old man about him at sixty.

“I finally got to see you! I thought I was going to make this trip for nothing again today,” Silas said with relief.

Yvette paused, lifted her eyelids slightly, and gave a nonchalant nod in response to Silas’s words.

The two of them formed a stark contrast. One was very enthusiastic, and the other showed almost no expression.

The driver watched the scene from a distance, shocked.

‘Is this still the usually serious Mr. Walson? How could he be so attentive to a pretty girl when she seemed barely interested? The driver wondered and was beginning to question everything.

‘Even if the top officials from Mysonna come, they would treat Mr. Walson with respect, What is happening now? Who is this extraordinary girl? the driver thought.

Silas, now used to it, looked at Yvette with hopeful eyes and asked, “Do you have some time to sit down somewhere

one hand in her pocket and an intimidating

under the baseball cap was glowing white in the sunlight, and

delicate.

concise and

contain his happiness. Finding Yvette even once was not easy. It had been

two of thein casually chose a

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had a personal pastry chef at home to satisfy his sweet tooth. He definitely wouldn’t be found in

few dollars, while Silas went for a coffee

legs crossed, looking quite indifferent. She glanced at Silas

the coffee, found it

sign up for the first-level test

comfortable spot and pursed her lips, her expression was bland. Her slender white fingers

signing up, Yvette

sincerity, “Come on, kiddo, just sign up. Another certificate won’t hurt. You have no idea how many times the President has urged me, saying not to waste your talent. Once you pass the first-level test, the lab can be handed over to you. I’m sixty, I should

gazed at Silas, her

signing up. You’re good for another 20 years, Yvette

felt like he had a lump in

In twenty years, I would be eighty.

look at me. In twenty years, I’ll be eighty. How could you bear to keep me cooped up in the lab

her face on her hand, giving a lazy smile. She took a sip of her milkshake without

closer, pouting, looking upset

started giving them

two. They must be father and daughter. How did the girl get so pretty

parents properly and said something rude again.

we don’t know their situation Let’s not gossip and just move on,” one person

whispers reached Yvette and Silas’s ears, making

must have wild imaginations. I

across the table with a playful smile. Her lips curved into a

“Dad?” Yvette teasingly said..

coffee he had pretended to

dad,” Silas