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

Chapter 351

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Chapter 351

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The young soldier paused, scratching his head sheepishly. He explained. "The major general's girlfriend? Almost all of us in the First Military District have seen her photo. It's framed on Jeremiah's office desk."

Samantha clicked her tongue. 'I really didn'$

desk. Isn't that just blatant show-off?'

expect that such a reserved guy like Jeremiah would have a photo of her on his

Inside the interrogation room, the lighting was dim, with only a small skylight barely letting any light through. It was silent and still.

Yvette extended her slender fingers, which were pale and delicate, lightly tapping on the table. She listened as the five kidnappers across from her communicated in Silarian and their organization's secret codes, discussing how they had to find a way to commit suicide, vowing not to reveal their master. These kidnappers even planned to ambush Jeremiah, willing to do whatever it took to kill him to remain loyal to Ybaulla.

The five Tradecrafters spoke openly, showing no concern for the people in the interrogation room, convinced that Clusia soldiers wouldn't understand the obscure language of Silaria.

A few soldiers had intended to interrupt their conversation but held back when they caught Jeremiah's eye. Although they didn't understand why the major general allowed the kidnappers to communicate, they sensed it had a purpose.

the table, she wiped her hands and glanced at the bound men across from her, interrupting them. She spoke fluently in Silarian, causing the five Tradecrafters

were stunned. This major general's

The girl can even handle the obscure indigenous language from South East

of the older Tradecrafters, sporting a thin mustache and a gloomy face, glared at Yvette and responded, "We are forever loyal to our master. No

most feared enemy, the first thing these assassins learned was Clusian By the time they reached

in the dim interrogation room, the subtle smirk on her face looked quite wicked. She stood up casually, her face expressionless and her eyes devoid of emotion, as she walked over to the man who had spoken earlier. Without hesitation, she kicked him in the

into the corner landing heavily on the ground with his face hitting the floor. When he tried to get up, his face was a mess. The Tradecrafter tried to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth,

stared in disbelief. "This woman actually made

always, dragged the blood-spitting kidnapper from the corner back in front of Yvette and then stepped aside, waiting for further instructions. Yvette casually pulled out a pair of black gloves from her pocket and put them on. She then effortlessly lifted the man, who weighed between 165 to 176 pounds, as if

sat in the

bound men and threw him onto the floor like a piece of trash.

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and with a loud "crack," she dislocated his jaw.

fear. They had dealt

expressionlessly

it, and loaded

pulled out a silver pistol she

and thought she was about to put them out of

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