Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

Upon hearing this, Yvette turned to look at Samuel, his brow rated, exuding defiance.

Just then, a white car pulled up in front of the Bamboo Hall, with a black car following behind.

The car doors opened, and an old man got out of the vehicle whose hair was gray and neatly combed.

The old man was dressed in a dark patterned suit that was handmade and worth a lot.

Then, a young boy stepped out. The boy was thin, and he immediately moved closer to the old man as he got out.

The boy lowered his head, counting on his fingers and muttering words under his breath that no one else could understand.

A bodyguard from the car behind handed over a cane that had been prepared in advance.

The old man took the cane and looked at Yvette and Samuel standing on the steps.

From the old man’s position, only Yvette’s back was visible, but he could see Samuel

The old man frowned slightly.

Samuel saw that Yvette was unfazed by his tactics.

Just as Samuel was about to threaten her, he noticed the old man getting out of the car.

Samuel quickly adjusted his suit and walked over, speaking with respect and modesty when he reached the old man.

“Mr. Owens, you’re here. The private room is ready, and I’m waiting for you and your esteemed guests.”

The old man was James, the director of the National Physics Lab in Betrico, one of Clusia’s three most respected elders. James had been a leading figure in Clusia’s physics field, one of the first to study abroad and return to contribute.

It was fair to say James dedicated his entire youth to Clusia’s physics projects.

James witnessed firsthand Clusia’s physics achievements reaching their present level and played an indispensable role. Samuel had only encountered James twice, and this was the second meeting, so they weren’t familiar with each other.

Even ten families like the Lake family wouldn’t get the attention of the Owens family.

very friendly with James to send a message to Yvette, letting her know that Bamboo Hall shouldn’t

didn’t say anything because he didn’t see the point in fussing

head down suddenly looked up, and his delicate face showed.

family. James is so poor

from Samuel and quickly stepped back, looking fearfully at Samuel while shaking his

what Michael meant, so he

to chime in. “Mr. Owens, should we go inside first? Has your guest arrived? Do you need me to wait

to face him, and a look of excitement washed over his face. James leaned on his cane, moved

lifting his head, maintaining

quickly

his cane, walked to the bottom of the steps and

quivered slightly. “When do you get here? Why don’t you send me a message? Have you been waiting long? Are you tired? Come inside quickly, and the sun is so strong out here.

not far away, and he looked blankly at the scene ahead, his face turning a shade of gray. A deep sense of despair rose

wouldn’t invest in Bamboo Hall,

so familiar with

happened, judging by

business.

people find it hard even to meet James, let alone

was too overwhelming for Samuel, and he felt

James. She said calmly.

out of

head, and looked at Samuel who had a look of avoidance and fear. James had already

appeared

tapped the floor with his cane, which left Samuel who was farther

Samuel was extremely panicked.

when Yvette’s gaze swept over, he shyly

hid beside James, stealing glances at

at Bamboo Hall for so many years,

Samuel collapsed onto the floor in despair. He knew James was

was due to James’s calligraphy for Bamboo Hall that intellectuals