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.”

seat, tightened his seatbelt, and

forward like an arrow released from a bow, leaving

a flashy Maserati

Her long legs moved confidently, her face expressionless as she glanced

opened, and Bruce stepped out, his legs somewhat

to the airport.

navigated numerous turns, each time almost brushing against

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

people are just beyond ordinary.

and details before seeing Yvette onto the plane. He watched the private jet take off, and after thinking it over,

call was quickly

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

the training grounds, glancing at the

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

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

his eyes dark and his expression

No need, Jeremiah said.

slightly and

Yvette was beyond needing

the phone, picked up the megaphone from the desk, and called out to the soldiers on the training field. “Second person in the third row, carry an extra

he could slack off while Jeremiah was on the phone, not realizing that every move

Seacrity, had become obsessed with his job as a librarian. This was technically his first real job, and the feeling when he

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

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

“Wrong number?’ Andrew wondered

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 now? My

squinted and spoke slowly, “No

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

me I’ve been stuck in

paused for a

happen to the Chambers

her midterms coming up, so they haven’t seen much of

bit of time,