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

Malcolm’s face lit up with delight. The people he had been waiting for had finally arrived.

He raised his head, glaring maliciously at Yvette, clearly up to no good.

His voice was venomous. “Miss, I hope you can keep up that confidence a little longer.”

Robin, pretending to be fierce with the support of Malcolm, said, “Just wait. Interpol won’t let you get away with this. You’re finished.”

Yvette flexed her wrist and twirled the gun in her hand, pointing it directly at both of them.

Their faces turned pale. Now, this little silver gun was their worst nightmare.

They held back the rest of their words. Another shot and they might really be done for.

Darnell received instructions from above. He was told to delay as much as possible, waiting for Jeremiah to arrive, and under no circumstances could Interpol take Yvette away.

Darnell felt overwhelmed. The task was incredibly challenging.

It had been years since he faced such a challenge. It seemed he had to make a comeback today.

Darnell walked over to Yvette’s side and said in a solemn tone, “Ms. Zeller, Interpol is definitely going to insist on taking you away. They’re known for being forceful, so if any conflict arises, please stay safe.”

Yvette looked up. Her dark eyes slightly narrowed, calm yet deep, with a hint of a smile on her stunningly beautiful face, exuding a cool demeanor.

Her voice was flat. “Don’t worry. I’m way tougher than they are.”

Darnell gave an awkward chuckle, thinking, ‘How could she be joking around at a time like this?

‘But those are Interpol agents! Tougher than them? Just how tough is that?‘

Later, Darnell found out that Yvette hadn’t been lying at all. When she got tough, she really was tough.

The leader of Interpol was Jack White, dispatched from the Mysonna headquarters. He looked to be in his early thirties.

With brown hair and a straight nose, he was tall and had striking facial features.

Interpol agents,

expression was grim. Yet, he had a sense of

Jack arrogantly demanded, “Who called

nodded subserviently. He had no trace

can see our injuries

He glanced at Malcolm, who was holding

by a woman with a gun? Seriously how useless can

In a deep voice, he said, “Mr. Hart didn’t tell the whole story. Today’s incident started because Robin made arrogant remarks insulting the women of Clusia. Ms. Zeller intervened because she couldn’t stand it. There’s a cause and effect here, so this matter

and he knew just how bad–tempered

pleased and instantly shifted to a professional

sit idly by. We need to arrest the woman who injured others right away. Where is

soured

Interpol was

by Clusian police, so Jack didn’t

Robin heard this, he immediately pointed at Yvette standing in the middle, and said angrily, “Mr. White, it’s her. This woman is named Yvette. She’s the one

glanced in the direction Robin was pointing. He

practically dropped in amazement. He immediately stepped back two

he rubbed his eyes,

just show up out of

been in Mysonna, someone whom even the chairman of

she’s suddenly right

God. Am

her for someone else,

stood in front of Yvette, quickly holstering his sidearm, standing at

was filled

reporting in. I’m Jack White, badge number 0036, chief inspector of the Betrico Interpol division. I never expected to see you

shocking twist. Darnell, Malcolm, Robin, and all their people stood there with

believe his eyes and ears. He wondered, ‘What is happening? Officer? The chief inspector

trembling, his face as pale

she was just an aordinary woman from Clusia. It turned

someone of Jack’s rank had to

this girl dared to openly fire