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 three ‘burly men’ were almost at their

faces were hard

for this performance, silently hoping

ground, was almost 80, and under the blazing

walk out of the

giving him a reassuring look as if

into character, showcasing his acting skills.

the money my worthless grandson owes. Just

mouths, and their fierce faces

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

a whisper, he said, “Keep acting,

and had no choice but to continue their

a square face, pretended to kick

kicked, but he didn’t actually

act even more convincing. Even he had to admire his own acting

stopped about seven feet away from them, still

to force Yvette to get

up an old man in broad daylight? Don’t you have

and then looked towards the people ahead, especially Jase, who was lying on the ground. Her

moment. There was a

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

indifferent. “Are you

how it was supposed to go according

supposed to be heroic. Then they just scared her a

three of them were a bit

more muscular and a veteran among the three, finally had

your business to interfere, girl? What happens between us is none of your concern. Do you want to play the hero?

three of them had a little

and brushed the dust

a dirty face, he wailed

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

ignored their “dramatic

behind her and said slowly, “Could you get me

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

and said,

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

He guessed she might be

her personality.