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.

road, the three ‘burly men’

were hard to keep

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

almost 80, and under the blazing sun, even he

saw Yvette walk out

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

showcasing his acting skills. He

let 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

three burly men collectively twitched their mouths, and their fierce faces showed a hint of “fear” because Mr.

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

“Keep acting, and they are almost here. That’s an order. Right now, I’m not Mr. Jase

no choice but to continue their performance

a square

like he kicked, but he didn’t actually

wail, making the act even more

stopped about seven feet away from them,

tried every way to force Yvette

beating up an old

then looked towards the people ahead, especially Jase, who was lying

lingered for a moment. There was

eyelids, and slowly curved her lips, with her hands in

indifferent. “Are you done?”

were baffled. This wasn’t how it was supposed

supposed to be heroic. Then they just scared her

were a

more muscular and a veteran among

What happens between us is none of your concern. Do you want to play the hero? If you

two backed him up, and finally, the three of

up and brushed the dust

face, he

to you for life if you save me. I’m begging you, young lady,” he

their “dramatic

behind her and said

again. “Ms. Zeller,

nodded and

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

skills. He guessed she

He liked her personality. It was feisty