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

Charles took a sip from his cup, looked at Andrew, whose face was curious, and replied, “It depends on my mood. For important people, it’s usually 30 million dollars, for less important ones, 10 million. Sometimes, I’ll even take jobs for free.

In the criminal circles of Mysonna, only a few had considered hiring Charles for an assassination. The payment was secondary: the real issue was that Charles led the Seventy–Two Chambers for the Goodman family. Apart from Braydon, no one else dared to order him to take a life.

Andrew was shocked. He wondered, ‘With my low salary, there’s no way I can afford to place an order with Charles. When did prices in the art world go so crazy? Plus, I’ve never even heard of Charles before. It’s hard to believe that a relatively unknown painter can charge so much.

Andrew was silent for a few seconds. He thought, ‘Is painting really that profitable? Should I pick up the brush again?’

But then Andrew thought of his art teacher’s assessment of him and decided against it. After all, back then he was the kind of guy who could draw a chicken egg so badly it looked like a duck egg–so maybe he should quit dreaming about it.

With an envious tone, Andrew said, “Charles, your industry is so promising. I’m envious.”

Charles raised his head slightly. There was a bit of confusion in his eyes.

Charles noticed Andrew’s envious gaze, which was genuine and sincere. He wondered, ‘What exactly is this guy envious of? Is it that he envies my ability to kill? What a weird guy! No wonder he could do something as bizarre as following us from the airport.

Andrew was unaware that Charles had already labeled him as a “weird guy” in his mind, and the impression was quite profound.

Jeremiah glanced at the two of them, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth as he thought, ‘The two are on completely different wavelengths, yet they speak with such enthusiasm. Charles discusses killing with a chilling nonchalance, while Andrew is talking about painting, and neither realizes the absurdity. It’s truly hilarious!’

Charles was baffled by Andrew’s continuous questions. He regarded Andrew as a “weirdo motormouth” and bolted to the bathroom as an excuse to slip out of the VIP room.

Jeremiah caught a glimpse of Charles’s retreating figure, finished the last piece of meat, put down his utensils, and said to Yvette, who was enjoying her grilled pork chops, “I’m heading to the bathroom.”

chewing on

cheeks, who looked like a hamster with her cheeks

clothes in the men’s bathroom, then leaned over the sink,

he didn’t even glance up from the sink, his hands momentarily stilled

fixing his military uniform in front of the mirror. There was an air

the Goodman family–arms, assassinations, casinos, but stayed clear of drugs. Half a month ago,

the calmness he had a moment

as soon as he walked in, and he could sit at the

get that Yvette’s identity is not simple. I don’t know the details of your family background, but climbing to major general in Clusia at your age? That’s no ordinary feat. You’ve got to have some serious military clout behind you. If

Jeremiah said in a serious tone, “This is not your concern. No matter who Yvette is, she will be my wife one day. No matter what dangers come

words, Charles stood there,

cause any trouble for Yvette. While you’re in Clusia, I’ll have

said

Yvette’s side. Braydon wouldn’t dream of messing with Charles while she

on others to protect me, I wouldn’t have survived for now. I’ve had more close shaves

cold gaze. “OK, I hope you’ll

without flinching. “I hope you remember your words today too, to stand by Yvette’s side for a

turned

called out from behind. “Mr. Chavez, Yvette has been through a lot to become