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.

with over a dozen Interpol

expression was grim. Yet, he had a sense of intrigue and

the two opposing parties, Jack arrogantly

nodded subserviently.

Hart, the secretary to the Ybaulla Prime Minister. I’m the one who reported the incident. A Clusian woman blatantly fired at me and Mr. Jenkins from Ybaulla. You can see our injuries for yourself. This is a very serious international criminal

He glanced at Malcolm, who was holding his wound, and at

injured by a woman with a gun? Seriously how useless can

the women of Clusia. Ms. Zeller intervened because she couldn’t stand

before, and he knew just how bad–tempered

pleased and instantly

fluent Clusian, “Since the authorities here in Ybaulla have called the police, we can’t just sit idly by. We need to arrest the

soured a

was determined to

surrounded by Clusian police, so Jack didn’t notice her

immediately pointed at Yvette standing in the middle, and said angrily, “Mr. White, it’s her. This woman is

Robin was pointing. He froze in

dropped in amazement. He immediately stepped

then he rubbed his eyes, looking completely incredulous and

this legendary figure just show up out of nowhere? That shouldn’t be

always been in Mysonna, someone whom even the chairman of the headquarters has to schedule an

now she’s suddenly right in

God.

mistaken her for someone else, Jack

of Yvette, quickly holstering his sidearm, standing at attention, and

was smooth and fluid. His face was filled with excitement. Even

badge number 0036, chief inspector of the Betrico Interpol division. I never expected to see you here. Do you have an assignment? Do you need

people stood there with stunned expressions. All of

wondered, ‘What is happening? Officer? The chief

in shock, trembling, his face as pale

woman from Clusia. It turned

of Jack’s rank had to treat her

dared