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 their

faces were

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

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

Yvette walk

him a reassuring look as if to say. “Hang

into character, showcasing his

old man, go. I will pay back the money my worthless grandson owes. Just give me some time. Otherwise, even if I

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

will lose our lives. Besides, “gentlemen” sound strange. For some

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

glances and had no choice but to continue their performance

square face,

he didn’t actually touch him,

let out another wail, making the act even more convincing. Even he had

seven feet away from

way to force Yvette to

old man in broad daylight? Don’t you

people ahead, especially Jase, who was lying on the ground. Her cool

for a moment. There was a

eyelids, and slowly curved her lips, with her hands

tone was indifferent. “Are you done?” she

wasn’t how it was supposed

was supposed to be heroic. Then they just scared her

of them were a bit flustered by

men, who was more muscular and a veteran among the

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

backed him up, and finally, the three

and brushed the dust off his

face, he wailed to

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

their

behind her and said

and asked again. “Ms. Zeller, you said you wanted a

nodded and

glanced at Jase, saw him nod lightly, and then quickly said, “Alright, I’ll grab a

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

He liked her personality. It