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 side of the road, the three ‘burly men’ were almost at their

‘fierce’ faces were hard to keep

this performance, silently hoping the person their marshal was

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

saw Yvette walk out of the security

him a reassuring look as if to say. “Hang in

character, showcasing his acting skills. He tilted

money my worthless grandson owes. Just give me some time.

faces showed a hint of “fear” because Mr.

sound strange. For some reason, it felt really familiar, but it was the

saw people approaching and quickly reminded the three dazed hulks. In a whisper, he said, “Keep acting, and they are almost here. That’s an order. Right now, I’m not

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

with a square face, pretended to

he kicked, but he didn’t actually touch him, using a visual blind

making the act even more convincing. Even he

seven feet away from

tried every way to force Yvette to get

what’s wrong with you guys beating up an old man in broad daylight? Don’t you have any decency

especially Jase, who

There was a significant resemblance in their

lips, with her hands in her pockets, revealing

“Are you

This wasn’t how it was supposed to go according

was supposed to be heroic. Then they just scared her a bit and the task would be

a bit

muscular and a veteran among the three, finally had

a stern face, and spoke 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 want to step in, then pay off his good-for- nothing grandson’s debt, 330 thousand

and finally, the three of them had a

and brushed the dust off his

face, he

I’ll be done. I’ll be indebted to you for life if you save me. I’m

ignored their

her and said slowly, “Could you get me a chair,

again. “Ms. Zeller, you said you wanted a

and

lightly, and then quickly said, “Alright, I’ll grab

knew Yvette had some martial arts skills. He guessed she might be planning to

her personality. It