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

Cedric stood aside, bowing his head, not even daring to breathe. Why has Mr. Harper’s aura suddenly become so terrifying?”

After Robin’s body was discovered this morning, Kaiden sat on the sofa, staring fixedly at the news footage on TV, completely still, his gaze extremely terrifying. After a while, Kaiden looked up, his face showing fear and anger, his deep eyes flickering with a horrifying light. Exhausted, Kaiden rubbed his temples and asked, “Has Robin’s body been sent for an autopsy?”

Cedric immediately stepped forward and replied, “Mr. Harper, Mr. Hall has personally ordered that Robin’s body has been sent for an autopsy. The results should be out soon, and we’ll be able to determine whether Robin committed suicide or was murdered.”

Kaiden shook his head. “It’s useless. If that person did it personally, there wouldn’t be any evidence left. Even an autopsy would be a waste of effort, unnecessary.”

Cedric was momentarily puzzled, a look of confusion on his face. ‘What does Mr. Harper mean by this?‘ He continued. “Mr. Harper, however, this doesn’t seem to be a human–caused incident. The Prime Minister sent guards to watch over Robin, and they reported that Robin ran out of the hospital on his own. They say he was acting crazy when he left, looking completely abnormal. It’s very likely that he really couldn’t handle the competition results and chose to commit suicide, not a human–caused act.”

Hearing this, Kaiden’s eyes darkened, and his expression became gloomy. ‘Would someone like Robin commit suicide?‘ He found it unlikely. ‘Robin’s business with my brother makes billions every year. Even if he lost, he wouldn’t be so willing to die.‘ He knew that only an instructor had the means to kill Robin in a way that was unclear.

Kaiden waved his hand and asked in a low voice, “What about that afternoon match with Major General Jeremiah? Haven’t we found any information on him yet? What style of swordsmanship does he use?”

Cedric leaned forward. “Mr. Harper, we haven’t found anything yet, but I have a lead. Our people have been following Jeremiah’s mother, Aurora. This Jeremiah is the only son of Mr. Chavez Clifford from the Clusia Ministry of Foreign Affairs If we want to ensure victory without fail, we can target Mrs. Chavez. Should we first knock her out and hide her? Then, reveal the information to Jeremiah. Should we prioritize his mother or the match? Jeremiah will definitely save his mother first. Even if he manages to get back to the competition, his performance will be significantly weakened. By then, your victory will be a done deal, won’t it?”

him. This method was too risky. If it failed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

win, not lose. He is willing to use any means to win. Moreover, if we lose, as you know, your father won’t be able to explain it. So you need to decide quickly!” Cedric was persuasive. He immediately added. “Besides, we’re

eyes cold and ruthless. “Alright, we’ll do it your way, but you must ensure Aurora’s safety. If something happens to her, none of us will survive. This is Clusia. We’re dealing with Mrs.

say anything more. After the door closed, Kaiden suddenly opened his eyes wide. ‘Kyle’s influence is far–reaching; the people

head to the competition venue. On the way, Clifford took a work call and left first, specifically instructing his driver to pick up Aurora and take her to the venue. Aurora

Aurora was touching up

ahead. Two people are arguing, and it might take a while. This road is a bit off the main city

might be late. In such an important occasion, being late isn’t good and could lead to negative media coverage.‘ After thinking for a moment, Aurora said, “Max, go

driver, Max, replied, “Alright, Mrs. Chavez, but there’s not much traffic or people here right now. Just in case, please don’t get out of the car. I’ll go check it out first.” Max had also retired from

coming and made

set up here, right next to

the lobby, media from various countries had arrived early today. Yesterday, they witnessed

early online, waiting