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 road, the three ‘burly men’ were almost

were hard to keep

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

the ground, was almost 80, and under the

He saw Yvette walk out of the security

reassuring

suddenly got into character, showcasing his acting

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

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

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

quickly reminded the three dazed hulks. In a whisper, he said, “Keep acting, and they are

and had no choice but

of them, with a square face, pretended to kick

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

even more convincing. Even he had

feet away from

Yvette to get involved, immediately

old man in broad daylight? Don’t you have any decency

towards the people ahead, especially Jase, who

gaze lingered for a moment. There was a

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

was indifferent. “Are you

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

they just scared her

were a bit flustered by

muscular and a veteran

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

him up, and finally, the three of

and brushed

a dirty face, he

be done. I’ll be indebted to

ignored their

and said slowly,

looked puzzled and asked again. “Ms. Zeller, you said you

nodded and

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

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

her personality. It was feisty