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’

‘fierce’ faces were hard to

giving it-their all for this performance, silently hoping the person their marshal was waiting for would

and under the blazing sun, even he was

walk out of the security

behind, giving him a reassuring look as

into character, showcasing his acting skills.

me, a poor old man, go. I will pay back the money my worthless grandson owes. Just give me some time. Otherwise, even if I sacrifice my life, it’s no

twitched their mouths, and their fierce faces showed a hint of “fear”

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

a whisper, he said, “Keep acting, and they are almost here.

burly men exchanged glances and had no choice but to

them, with a square face,

seemed like he kicked, but he didn’t actually

out another wail, making the act even more convincing.

stopped about seven feet away from them, still not saying

tried every way to force Yvette to get

up an old man in

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

a moment. There was

slowly curved her lips, with her hands in her pockets,

was indifferent. “Are you

men were baffled. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go according

they just scared her a bit and the task would

were a bit flustered

men, who was more muscular and a

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

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

stood up and brushed the dust off

dirty face, he

beating me, I’ll be done. I’ll be indebted to you

their

to Yusef behind her and said slowly, “Could you get me a

again. “Ms. Zeller, you said

and said,

then quickly said,

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

her personality. It was