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

‘fierce’ faces were hard

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

lying on the ground, was almost 80, and under the blazing sun,

He saw Yvette walk out of the security

behind, giving him a reassuring look as if to

his acting skills.

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

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

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

dazed hulks. In a whisper, he said, “Keep acting, and they are

men exchanged glances and had no choice but to continue their

of them, with a square

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

more convincing. Even he had to admire his

away from them,

Yvette to

what’s wrong with you guys beating up an old man in broad daylight?

people ahead, especially Jase, who was lying

There was a significant resemblance in

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

“Are you done?”

This wasn’t how it

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

three of them were a bit

men, who was more muscular and a veteran

himself, 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

finally, the three of

and brushed the dust

a dirty face, he wailed to Yveue. “Young

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

ignored their “dramatic

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

“Ms. Zeller, you said you wanted a

and said,

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

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

personality. It was