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

Chapter 308

Alan’s sudden change in attitude left everyone present utterly dumbfounded. Collective silence fell over the room, with jaws practically hitting the floor. Especially Alan’s staff, who knew his temper better than anyone. They thought, ‘He was never the type to be easily swayed, so seeing him agree to this request left them completely stunned. It wasn’t just that he agreed–the way he spoke was overly humble, which was unbelievable. Just moments ago, he had refused. How did his attitude change so quickly?‘

Everyone simultaneously thought back to the phone call ‘Who was on the other end of that call? What could have been said to make Alan behave like this? And Alan’s words were even more shocking: not only did he agree to leave all thirty gowns, but he also offered to bring ten more for them to choose from. What was going on?‘

Aurora was equally confused. So what was happening now? Did Alan really agree to leave all thirty gowns just because of a phone call? Was she dreaming?

Charles watched the scene unfold calmly. He thought, ‘For Ms. Zeller, none of this was surprising. Even Silas, a figure who could be written into history books, had brought over No.7 Toxin to have her detoxify him. What could Ms. Zeller possibly not achieve?‘

Yvette lifted her gaze, her deep, tranquil eyes cold and fathomless as a winter lake. She glanced at the struggling Alan and said in a calm voice, “Just leave the thirty gowns. I’ll alter the sizes myself.”

Aurora blinked, confused. “Yvette, you know how to make clothes?”

Yvette nodded slightly. “Kind of, I can do a little.”

had called his boss her daughter–in–law. Wait, Mrs. Chavez’s daughter- in–law? That means she’s married to the legendary Clusia First Lieutenant General, the man known as the living grim reaper of Betrico? No wonder! The boss really knows how to fly under the radar, quietly making big moves. All those socialites in Betrico couldn’t win him over,

had fallen for her at first sight? No way! Aurora quickly shifted to block Alan’s

press on with his shamelessness. With a polite, gentlemanly smile, Alan said, “Mrs. Chavez, these thirty gowns must be exhausting for Ms. Zeller to alter

“Thirty haute couture gowns were intricate works, and Yvette would surely get tired altering them all.‘ Aurora patted Yvette’s hand gently and said,

who looked both eager and excited, raised her brows slightly, and responded in her usual cool tone,

been speechless ever since Alan agreed to leave the gowns, was once again left amazed. He thought, ‘Sure enough, nothing Yvette said ever went unheeded! He suddenly felt like bowing

joy. He was actually going to work with his boss? He thought, ‘This was a dream

couldn’t handle this level of craftsmanship. Now, only Andrew, who was dozing off, Charles, who was reading the newspaper, and Aurora, who stayed glued to Alan’s side, remained in the living room, Alan felt utterly drained. From the beginning to now, Mrs. Chavez had been shadowing him, and every time he wanted to say a word to his boss, she’d start asking him various questions. After three hours, he’d only managed to exchange two sentences with the boss, while Mrs. Chavez had practically unearthed his entire life story. Alan glanced over at Yvette. She was still working steadily, her hands moving

to not give Alan any opportunity to make a move on Yvette,

nodded, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace. “I’ve finished. Mrs. Chavez, I won’t disturb you and Ms. Zeller any

as well, setting down her needle and thread. She looked at Alan and, in her usual cold

Alan, aren’t you forgetting something? You must

these thirty gowns are a gift for Ms.

at that. “Vibe” had just gifted thirty gowns? That’s at least five or six hundred million, given away just like that? Ms. Zeller’s influence was sky–high, he thought in