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.”

in the passenger seat, tightened his seatbelt, and wondered just

shifted gears. The car shot forward like an arrow released

later, a flashy Maserati rolled up at the

to step out of the car. Her long legs moved confidently, her face expressionless as

and Bruce

yet most dangerous route to the airport. Bruce had gripped the safety handle inside the car the whole

navigated numerous turns, each time almost brushing

hadn’t changed from start to finish. He

people are just beyond ordinary. She’s

and details before seeing Yvette onto the plane. He watched the private

call was quickly

to head back to the country. She’s already on your private jet and

on the platform of the training grounds,

was intense. His voice was cold, saying. “I

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

hand into his pocket, his eyes dark and his

No need, Jeremiah said.

paused slightly and said, “Got

trust in Yvette was beyond

up the phone, picked up the megaphone from the desk, and called out to the soldiers on the training

under the blazing summer sun. He thought he could slack off while Jeremiah was on the phone, not realizing that every

was technically his first real job, and the feeling when he received his first paycheck was absolutely

essay collections when his phone rang. Luckily, it was lunchtime and the library was nearly

at the caller ID on the screen and was stunned into stiliness. It was the

“Wrong number?’ Andrew wondered

didn’t dare to hesitate and quickly answered the phone, thinking there was a 995-chance it was an accidental call. “Hello, Mr. Chavez, did you dial the wrong number? This is Andrew, not Yvette, Andrew said. He felt a pang of bitterness. After knowing Mr. Chavez for so many years, who would’ve thought he’d be so different

and spoke slowly, “No mistake, I was looking

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

been stuck in Seacrity for

for a

happen to the Chambers family?” Jeremiah

her midterms coming up, so they haven’t seen

me a bit of time, and I’ll