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.

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

‘fierce’ faces were hard to

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

under the

Yvette walk out of the

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

got into character, showcasing his acting skills. He tilted onto the

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

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

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

saw people approaching and quickly reminded the three dazed hulks. In a whisper, he said, “Keep acting, and they are almost here.

exchanged glances and had no choice but to

them, with a square face, pretended to kick

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

the act even more convincing. Even he

away from them, still

to force Yvette to

beating up an old man in broad

at him, and then looked towards the people ahead, especially Jase, who was lying on the ground. Her cool gaze fell

There was a

her lips, with her hands in her pockets,

indifferent. “Are you

wasn’t how it was

supposed to be heroic. Then they just scared

were a bit flustered

was more muscular and a veteran among the

put on 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 dollars, and

him up, and finally, the three

and brushed the dust

a dirty face, he wailed to Yveue. “Young

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

their “dramatic

said slowly,

and asked again. “Ms.

nodded and said,

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

had some martial arts skills. He guessed she might be

personality.