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

James was momentarily at a loss for words. “Who is she? Didn’t you already make everything crystal clear yourself?”

Jay’s face got even redder.

He helplessly glanced at Marcus for backup.

Macrally stepped forward, slightly positioning himself naturally Jay and James.

With a trace of exasperation in his voice, he said, “Mr. Owens, you know timid. Don’t scare him.”

James looked at the two of them and sighed. “Fine, I know he’s timid, and you’re the brave one. This is Yvette. Haven’t you two always wanted to meet Siren? Well, here she is.”

Jay and Marcus were stunned when they heard that.

Jay, losing his composure, dashed out from behind Marcus, face full of shock.

He felt as if something was stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down as he exclaimed to himself, ‘Holy cow!‘

Jay had always imagined Siren to be an elderly person–at least in their fifties.

The groundbreaking research papers and key theories certainly didn’t seem like the work of someone in their twenties.

He couldn’t believe his ears.

This revelation was the greatest shock Jay had experienced in over thirty years.

Likewise, Marcus, though more composed, couldn’t fully hide his disbelief.

He thought, “The great Siren I have been eager to meet is this young woman in her twenties?

He, too, found it difficult to accept.

Both hem stared at Yvette, who stood there with an impassive expression.

Jay struggled to get his words out. “Mr. Owens, are you saying… are you saying that she twenties? You must be joking, right?”

Siren? This young woman in her he had

Marcus’s hands twitched slightly as he regained a bit of composure, but even to ask, “Mr. Owens, is she really Siren?”

James remembered how he, too, had been completely dumbfounded when he first learned that Yvette, barely in her twenties, was Siren.

Jay’s and Marcus’s reactions an James said seriously, “Yes, Yvette is Siren, the person you’ve both

a sudden

react,

and asked through gritted teeth,at do

you? I just want to shake hands with

flickered briefly with discomfort

just a reflex. Fine, go

the exchange, lips curving into a slight, mischievous smile, her eyes a

interrupted, Jay abandoned the handshake but continued to gaze

which provided clear guidance, we might still be stuck in place, and who knows when the new energy project would’ve succeeded. But, wow, I didn’t expect you to be so young!

he shot a look of indignation at James, letting

thought, ‘Why am I

changed quite a lot,

it, he could now acknowledge the

‘The younger

a note of admiration, “To think that Siren is a young woman in her twenties…

James nodded in agreement.

the three of us.

Marcus

help but glance at Yvette again, coming to a conclusion of his own–apparently, a beautiful woman wasn’t necessarily just a pretty face; she could also be a highly skilled and

to electromagnetism. Marcus keeps saying there’s

replied with a faint smile, “Sure. I’ve got something in an hour, so

mouth twitched as he thought, ‘Isn’t she

data first? One hour might not be enough. Time

equipment behind him, already knowing which

already completed it

was enough

in her pockets, she appeared relaxed

and James, and

eyes and thought, ‘Her question really

however, chuckled. He didn’t see anything

thought his granddaughter had every

go ahead. I’ll wait here,” James

Marcus, his expression growing serious as he said,

was surprised. “Okay, Mr.

while James and Marcus

while Marcus helped himself to a glass of water, clearly