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

Yet, he had a sense of intrigue and

parties, Jack arrogantly demanded, “Who called the

so bold, now nodded subserviently.

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 case. It’s clear that Clusia is

was holding his wound, and at Robin, whose face

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

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

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

pleased and instantly shifted

the police, we can’t 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 will ensure

soured a

Interpol was determined

Jack didn’t notice her when

said angrily, “Mr. White, it’s her. This woman is named Yvette. She’s the

the direction Robin was pointing. He froze

in amazement. He immediately stepped

eyes,

did this legendary figure just

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

now she’s suddenly right in

my God. Am I

her for someone else, Jack walked over

holstering his sidearm, standing at

face was filled with excitement. Even his voice was

I never expected

Malcolm, Robin, and all their people stood there with stunned expressions. All of

and ears. He wondered, ‘What is happening? Officer? The chief inspector of Interpol actually called this Yvette ‘Officer‘?

was in shock, trembling, his

she was just an aordinary woman from Clusia. It turned out that

had to treat

understood why this girl dared to openly fire at him and