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 off against

expression was grim. Yet, he had a sense of

opposing parties, Jack arrogantly demanded, “Who called

so bold, now nodded subserviently. He had

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 case. It’s clear that Clusia is biased toward the real culprit.

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

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

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 is understandable. Mr. White, we’ll handle

Jack before, and he

Jack wasn’t pleased and instantly shifted to

just sit idly by. We need to arrest the woman who injured others right away. Where is she? The Clusian

soured a

that Interpol was determined to

Jack didn’t notice her when he

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

Robin was pointing. He

dropped in amazement. He immediately

he rubbed his eyes, looking completely

‘Whoa… How did this legendary figure just show up out of nowhere? That shouldn’t

chairman of the headquarters has

now she’s suddenly right in

God. Am

for

quickly holstering his sidearm, standing at attention, and

smooth and fluid. His face was filled with excitement.

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

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

ears. He wondered, ‘What is happening? Officer?

trembling, his face as pale

It turned out that she had transformed into an Interpol

of Jack’s rank had to

this girl dared to openly fire at