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.

barged in with over a dozen Interpol agents, facing

he had a sense of

two opposing parties, Jack arrogantly demanded, “Who called

so bold, now nodded subserviently. He had no

Malcolm 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

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

by a woman with a gun? Seriously

“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

had worked with Jack before, and he knew

wasn’t pleased and instantly shifted to a professional

fluent Clusian, “Since the authorities here in Ybaulla have called the police, we can’t just sit idly by. We need to arrest the woman who injured others right away. Where is she?

soured a

that Interpol was

so Jack didn’t

soon as Robin heard this, he immediately pointed at Yvette standing in the middle, and said angrily, “Mr. White,

casually glanced in the direction Robin was pointing.

jaw practically dropped in amazement. He immediately stepped back

eyes, looking

thought, ‘Whoa… How did this legendary figure just show up out of nowhere? That

chairman

right in front

God. Am I

he hadn’t mistaken her for someone else,

front of Yvette, quickly holstering

His face was filled with excitement. Even

0036, chief inspector of the Betrico Interpol division. I never expected to see you here. Do you have

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

‘What is happening? Officer? The chief inspector of Interpol actually called this Yvette ‘Officer‘? No

trembling, his face as pale as

was just an aordinary woman from Clusia. It turned

had

understood why this girl dared to openly fire at him