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

A few large men standing with Jase had their backs to Yvette, toppling over the vegetable stand,

Their expressions were both fearful and peculiar.

They muttered. “Is this enough. Mr. Jase Chavez?” while looking at the old man’s face on the ground.

Jase ignored them, sneakily glancing at the security room instead

He wailed loudly in pain, as if afraid no one would hear.

Inside the security room, Yvette stood in place, observing the “scene” outside. She was unmoved.

Her face showed no extra expression.

Yusef was internally conflicted.

He thought. A girl, when seeing a situation like this, is supposed to be overwhelmed with a sense of justice and rush up to stop it, or she would be scared enough to hide.

Ms. Zeller just stands here watching, without reacting or showing any expression. What is she thinking?”

Yusef realized this wouldn’t work…

The sun was blazing. If Mr. Jase Chavez got heatstroke, it would be serious. He could only pretend to be scared and said cautiously to Yvette, “Ms. Zeller, if we let this continue, that old man might really be in danger. Why don’t we go out there and stop it?”

Yvette tilted her head, and her delicate brows showed a relaxed, rebellious charm as she lazily stared at him for a few seconds.

Her eyes lowered, the corners of her eyes captivating and beautiful.

“Ms. Zeller?” she said in a cool tone.

Yusef nodded without hesitation

His mind was completely focused on Jase, missing the hidden meaning in Yvette’s words.

Yvette withdrew her gaze and nodded. “Let’s go.”

With that, she stepped out of the security booth.

Yusef was still a bit stunned, thinking he’d have to work hard to convince her to go.

Surprisingly, she agreed easily. Yusef quickly followed her.

the road, the three ‘burly men’ were almost

were

hoping the person their marshal was waiting

was almost 80, and under the blazing sun, even he was struggling

Yvette walk out

closely behind, giving him a reassuring look

into character, showcasing his

Please let me, a poor old man, go. I will pay back the money my worthless grandson owes. Just

their mouths, and their fierce faces showed a hint of “fear” because Mr. Jase

will lose our lives. Besides, “gentlemen” sound strange. For some reason, it felt really familiar, but it was the wrong

In a whisper, he said, “Keep acting, and

three burly men exchanged glances and had no choice but to continue their

of them, with a square face, pretended

a distance, it seemed like he kicked, but he didn’t actually touch him, using a visual

another wail, making the act even more convincing. Even he had to admire

from them, still not saying a

to force Yvette to get involved, immediately shouting

wrong with you guys beating up an old

Jase, who was lying on the ground. Her cool gaze fell on

lingered for a moment. There was a significant

eyelids, and slowly curved her lips, with her hands

was indifferent. “Are you done?”

This wasn’t how it was supposed to go according

to be heroic. Then they just scared her a bit and the

three of them were a bit flustered

muscular and a veteran among

to Yvette, “Do you really think it’s your business to interfere, girl? What happens between us is none of your concern. Do you want to play the hero? If you

backed him up, and finally, the three of them had a little

stood up and brushed the

a dirty face, he wailed to

indebted to you for life if you

their “dramatic

and said slowly, “Could you get me

again. “Ms. Zeller, you

nodded and said,

him nod lightly, and then quickly said, “Alright, I’ll grab a chair right

He guessed she might be planning to swing the

her personality.