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.

side of the road, the three ‘burly men’

were hard to

this performance, silently hoping the person their marshal was waiting for

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

saw Yvette walk out of the security

followed closely behind, giving him a reassuring look as if to say.

into character, showcasing his acting

you, gentlemen. Please 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 sacrifice my life, it’s no use to

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

sound strange. For some reason, it felt really

said, “Keep acting, and they are almost here. That’s an order. Right now, I’m

and had no

a square face, pretended to

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

even more convincing. Even he

away from them, still

every way to force Yvette to get

you guys beating up an old man in

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

moment. There was a significant resemblance in their

slowly curved her lips, with her hands in her pockets, revealing a hint of amusement

was indifferent. “Are you

how it was supposed to go according to

scared her a bit and the task would

them were a bit

more muscular and

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 dollars, and

the three of

trembling, stood up and brushed the dust off

face, he wailed to Yveue. “Young

me. If they keep beating me, I’ll be done. I’ll be indebted to you for life if you save me. I’m begging you,

ignored their “dramatic

and said slowly, “Could you get

and asked again. “Ms. Zeller,

nodded and

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

had some martial arts skills. He guessed she might be planning to swing the

personality. It was