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

had a sense of

Jack arrogantly

now nodded subserviently. He had no trace

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

scornful laugh. He glanced at Malcolm, who was holding his wound, and at Robin, whose face was as pale as a

men were injured by a woman with a

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

before, and he

Jack wasn’t pleased and instantly shifted to a

sit idly by. We need to arrest the woman who injured others right away.

soured

was clear that Interpol was determined to intervene in this

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

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

casually glanced in the direction Robin was pointing. He froze

practically dropped in amazement. He immediately stepped back

he rubbed his eyes,

‘Whoa… How did this legendary figure just show

in Mysonna, someone whom even the chairman of the headquarters has

now she’s suddenly right in front

my God.

mistaken her for someone else, Jack walked over

Yvette, quickly holstering

was smooth and fluid. His face was filled

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

stood

Officer? The chief inspector of Interpol

shock, trembling, his

Clusia. It turned out that she had transformed into an

of Jack’s rank had to treat

he understood why this girl dared to openly fire at him and