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.

an James said seriously, “Yes, Yvette is Siren, the

a startled gasp. In a sudden burst of enthusiasm, he

react, Marcus quickly pulled Jay

face cold, and asked through gritted teeth,at do

to shake

with discomfort before he

he said nonchalantly, “Sorry, it was just a reflex.

watched the exchange, lips curving into a slight, mischievous smile,

abandoned the handshake but continued to gaze at Yvette with

for the papers you sent over, 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

a look of indignation at James, letting

and thought, ‘Why

changed quite a lot,

still hadn’t fully processed it, he could now acknowledge the reality of Yvette’s identity as

younger generation is really outshining

admiration, “To think that Siren is a young woman in her

James nodded in agreement.

said, “Alright, Yvette’s identity stays between the three of us. She doesn’t want it

Marcus nodded in

of his own–apparently, a beautiful woman wasn’t necessarily just a pretty face; she

to electromagnetism. Marcus keeps saying there’s

replied with a faint smile, “Sure.

thought, ‘Isn’t

previous experiment data first?

equipment behind him, already knowing which experiment he

completed it before–it wasn’t

an hour was enough

hands in her pockets, she

slightly, she looked at the troubled Jay, then Marcus and

question really makes me want to punch

however, chuckled. He didn’t see anything wrong with

his granddaughter had every right to be

two go ahead. I’ll wait

his expression growing serious as he said, “You stay.

surprised.

Yvette into the lab, while James and Marcus sat

himself a cup of coffee, while Marcus helped himself to a