Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

Yvette nodded. “No need, just follow the normal procedure.”

Darnell was taken aback. He thought, “There is a special meaning behind her actions today. Maybe I am overthinking it. Just those few words make Jack very satisfied!

There was a rumor at the Interpol Headquarters that if you didn’t talk to Yvette, she would never initiate a conversation with you. If you did talk to her, getting a word or two in response would already be pretty good. So Jack was more than content and left in high spirits.

Because Darnell was standing next to Yvette, Jack’s attitude towards him improved significantly. He even shook hands before leaving.

Darnell felt a pang of bittersweet emotion. He thought, ‘Is this really how it works? Once someone gets a taste of success, even the people around them rise up, too. Standing next to a big shot seems to earn preferential treatment from others.

After the people left, Darnell glanced at the mess around him. Today’s incident was over, and the subsequent developments were beyond his interference.

He slightly bent over and respectfully said, “Ms. Zeller, if there’s nothing else, I’ll take my coffee and leave first. Would you like us to escort you back?”

Yvette lifted her eyes, her gaze deep, and politely replied, “No need, thank you.”

Darnell smiled and nodded, knowing his limits. “Alright, then Ms. Zeller, we’ll pack up and leave.”

Then, led by Darnell, a group of police officers hurried back to their station. They had expected a tough battle, but it turned out to be a one–person show. Darnell’s emotions were like a roller coaster throughout the day, but he had no time to reflect on it now. As soon as he left the café, he immediately reported the events to his superiors.

In the office of the marshal, Jase, Clifford, and Jeremiah, who should have been heading to the café, each sat on a sofa. Jase calmly sipped his coffee, looking at the anxious Clifford.

He thought, ‘Oh… I forget, it seems that only my silly son doesn’t know Yvette’s hidden identity. With her status as an Interpol officer, carrying a gun, what can the people from Ybaulla do? It is likely that they are the ones at a disadvantage, given her character. The one at a loss isn’t her.

one could dispel all

grandson’s girlfriend is too low–key, not revealing any of her many

his coffee cup and glanced at Jeremiah, who was sitting on the sofa just as calmly. He thought, ‘It seems that he already

Jeremiah acting too calm? Doesn’t anyone realize how urgent things are? They’re still here sipping tea! Just when I was about to gather my department for a meeting to discuss strategies, Dad sent someone to get me, thinking it was to come up with a good plan for today’s

came in and also didn’t say anything, just sat down and drank coffee. The two of

still want his wife? Does Dad still want to save his grandson’s wife? If they are late and she is taken away

cane, looking at Jeremiah. When did you find out

aback, and he quickly asked, ‘Is Yvette? What identity does she

knew that she was Cyanbird, but in this situation, her Cyanbird

his eyes, his long legs crossed, his gaze sharp, his jaw tightened, and

a bit disgruntled. He thought, It’s not too

also a bit confused. He thought, “The incident today is so big, but Mr. Jase Chavez is too calm, and Mr. Jeremiah Chavez is not in a hurry either. What is going on?

“Now that Yvette’s identity

him. He thought, ‘My grandfather is sly,

the people from Ybaulla would get Interpol involved. Do

so obvious; it is clear

nervous? What if a man more excellent than you

thought, ‘Mr. Jase Chavez’s words make me want to kick him

and coughed twice. He thought, ‘Dad

eyebrows and eyes

confident indeed. He couldn’t find