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

Yvette glanced at the name on the screen, tapped to answer, and heard the familiar voice of a girl.

“Yve, Bonnie called. Her clear voice rang in Yvette’s car.

Yvette replied with a simple “Hmm.” She lifted her eyelids and pursed her lips. There was a moment of silence on the other end of the call from Bonnie.

Holding the phone. Yvette adjusted her cap and softly asked, “What’s going on?”

Bonnie took a deep breath before speaking, “Yve, you need to come back quickly. Mr. Chambers is in trouble and he’s in the ICU at Seacrity Hospital.”

Suddenly, Yvette’s face showed intense anger, her dark eyes were unreadable, radiating an overwhelming chill

Bruce and Sienna, in the car, couldn’t help but shiver a little.

Yvette’s voice was calm yet cold, saying, “Got it.”

After Yvette hung up the phone, she clenched it with no expression on her face. She lifted her head, the corners of her eyes shimmering, a hint of red tinting the depths of her gaze.

Her voice was faint, saying, “Stop the car?

Bruce’s hands moved quicker than his mind. He quickly hit the brakes and pulled over to the side of the road.

Sienna nervously asked, “What’s wrong. Yve?

Yvette’s dark eyes were as deep as a cold pool. She spoke while swiftly getting out of the car and opening the driver’s side door. “We’re heading back. You two get off, I’m going to the airport.”

Sienna heard this and quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, rushing out of the car, sensing something major was happening

Bruce looked at Yvette, who seemed eerily calm.

“Yve, Mr. Chavez has a private jet at Mysonna Airport. I’ll go with you to the airport and we can fly back immediately,” Bruce said.

Yvette nodded, saying, “Okay”

Yvette got into the driver’s seat, her eyes narrowed slightly, raising her eyebrow, and holding the steering wheel with one hand

She looked at Bruce, saying. “Sit tight.”

seatbelt, and wondered just how fast a girl could

gears. The car shot forward like an arrow released from a bow, leaving

an hour later, a flashy Maserati rolled up at

the car. Her long legs moved confidently, her face expressionless as she glanced at the

door opened, and Bruce stepped out, his

route to the airport. Bruce had gripped the safety handle inside

time almost brushing against the cliff’s edge, where a single mistake could be

glanced at Yvette, whose expression hadn’t changed from start to finish. He

beyond ordinary. She’s

hurried to handle all the formalities and details before seeing Yvette onto the plane. He watched the private jet take off, and after thinking it over, he decided to

was quickly

after taking a call, Yvette decided to head back to the country. She’s already on your private jet and just took off. Looks

platform of the training grounds, glancing at the freshly recruited soldiers

intense. His voice was cold,

like Yvette knows someone from the Goodman family. Do you want to

his eyes dark and his

No need, Jeremiah said.

and said, “Got

Yvette was beyond needing

phone, picked up the megaphone from the desk, and called out to the soldiers on the training field. “Second

sun. He thought he could slack off while Jeremiah was on the phone, not

job as a librarian. This was technically his first real job, and the feeling when he received

his phone rang. Luckily, it was lunchtime and the library was nearly empty, so he quickly took

glanced at the caller ID on the screen and was stunned into stiliness. It was the first time Jeremiah had ever called

“Wrong number?’ Andrew wondered

did you dial the wrong number? This is Andrew, not Yvette, Andrew said. He felt a pang of bitterness. After

slowly, “No

He thought, ‘Oh my! Has Mr. Chavez finally rediscovered

“Mr. Chavez, you finally remembered me I’ve been stuck in Seacrity

paused for

to the Chambers family?”

his time at the library. Bonnie had her midterms coming up, so

Give me a bit of