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

Yvette was now the esteemed eldest daughter of the Chambers family, the one everyone wanted to be around. Winona was just leaning on the Carter family’s support, but that didn’t mean she felt any sense of security. Winona wasn’t foolish either: she knew this was not the time to pick a fight with Yvette.

After a brief pause, she shifted her tone, trying to sound friendly again. What could she possibly say to Yvette? All she could do was swallow her pride and turn to Yulia, saying, “Mom, let’s get out of here.”

Yulia was just as eager to leave and quickly agreed, “Alright, let’s go!”

They wanted to downplay the situation and escape the clothing store without Yvette noticing. Their attempt to leave in such a hurry left everyone watching feeling completely embarrassed. Who could have imagined that Winona, who just moments ago was demanding others kneel to apologize, would now be boling for the door? Talk about a dramatic turnaround!

The onlookers quickly realized that the beautiful girls who had just walked in were no ordinary folks.

Yulia and Winona exchanged glances, wordlessly agreeing to leave together.

Winona, who had just claimed her stomach hurt, was now sprinting for the exit. Yulia struggled to keep up with her.

Just as they were about to push the door open, a soft but unsettling laugh echoed behind them. It sent chills down their spines, and they instinctively pushed the door harder. Suddenly-bang! A bullet whizzed past Winona’s ear and lodged itself in the wall, grazing a strand of her hair.

Winona stood frozen, horrified, and unable to move. Her face turned pale, her fingers clenched tightly, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

staring at Yvette, who was casually

have a gun? Who

instant, the entire clothing store erupted into screams, but

all wealthy ladies-none of them had

closest to Yvette, watched in shock as Yvette pulled the gun from her pocket and fired

whole thing, the salesgirl collapsed to the

on clothes just moments ago had such powerful backing, she would

Yvette said, her voice calm but carrying a weight that silenced the chaos around her. The stare fell eerily quiet, and everyone held their breath

confident aura. She thought, ‘Oh my God, Yvette looks so bada***! What do I need to do to

lounged back, propping her chin on her hand, her cold white fingers idly spinning the

froze for a moment, processing her command before scrambling to flee the store. The pointy-faced salesgirl braced herself, wanting to slip away. But when Yvette shot her an indifferent glance,

cleared out. Besides Winona and Yulia, who stood at the door watching everyone else flee, the only other person left was the pointy-faced salesgirl, who was now sitting on the ground, fooking defeated. Bonnie

she stared at the weapon. Yvette actually had a gun? Winona couldn’t believe it-she never thought Yvette would be bold enough to pull one out in public. Was she crazy? Yvette began to play with the gun, her dark eyebrows slightly furrowing as an air of lension filled the room. Her deep, intense gaze sent waves of panic through everyone present. “Who called for this?” she asked, her voice low, Bonnie hesitated for a moment,

to reality, started to panic. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! It was all Winona’s idea. She made me set you