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 two opposing

grim. Yet, he had

the two opposing parties, Jack arrogantly demanded, “Who called the

subserviently. He had no trace

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

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

woman with a gun?

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.

had worked with Jack before, and he knew

and instantly

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

expression soured a

Interpol was determined to

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

immediately pointed at Yvette standing in the middle, and said

casually glanced in the direction Robin was pointing. He froze in place, utterly

jaw practically dropped in amazement. He immediately stepped

then he rubbed his eyes,

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

Mysonna, someone whom even the chairman of the headquarters

right in front

my God. Am I

confirming he hadn’t mistaken her for someone

of Yvette, quickly holstering

whole motion was smooth and fluid. His face was filled with

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

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

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

shock, trembling, his face as pale

an aordinary woman from Clusia. It

Jack’s rank had to treat her

understood why this girl dared to openly fire at him and