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.

over a dozen Interpol agents, facing off against two opposing

he had a sense of

opposing parties, Jack arrogantly demanded, “Who

bold, now nodded subserviently. He had no trace of

Jenkins from Ybaulla. You can see our injuries for yourself. This is a very serious international criminal case. It’s clear that Clusia is biased

who was holding his wound, and at Robin, whose face

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

Ms. Zeller intervened because she couldn’t stand it. There’s a cause and effect here, so this matter

had worked with Jack before, and he knew just how bad–tempered

Jack wasn’t pleased and instantly

just sit idly by. We need to arrest the woman who injured others right away. Where is she? The Clusian police should turn her over, and Interpol

expression soured a

Interpol was determined

police, so Jack didn’t notice her when he first

soon as 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 who

the direction Robin was pointing. He froze

practically dropped in amazement. He immediately stepped

he rubbed his eyes, looking completely incredulous and

figure just show up out of nowhere?

someone whom even the chairman of the headquarters has to schedule an appointment to

now she’s suddenly right in

my God. Am

confirming he hadn’t mistaken her for someone else,

holstering

and fluid. His face was filled with excitement.

Betrico Interpol division. I never expected to see you here. Do you have an assignment? Do you need my

all their people stood there with stunned expressions. All of

‘What is happening? Officer? The chief

was in shock, trembling, his face as

from Clusia. It turned out that she had

Jack’s rank had

girl dared to openly fire at him and