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

Chapter 357

Jase continued. "Tomorrow, after we meet the granddaughter James recognized, check her background. If she's manipulative or intentionally getting close to that old guy with bad intentions, you need to be cautious. I'm worried his unstable mental state might be exploited by someone with ulterior motives. If the secret of the physical research in James's hands is stolen by another country, the loss would be unimaginable. I just can't figure out what kind of girl could catch that cranky old guy's fancy; it's really strange." Jase's words carried discontent and suspicion about the granddaughter James recognized.

Jeremiah placed the peeled shrimp into Yvette's bowl, and before Jase could say anything more, he interrupted him. "Grandpa, let's be careful with our words and actions."

Jase was taken aback. 'What does this brat mean by that? What did I say that was wrong?'

Clifford and Aurora also looked at Jeremiah, a bit puzzled.

The only one at the table who was calm was Yvette, who continued eating the shrimp Jeremiah had peeled for her, casually swinging her little feet under the table, looking very relaxed. Clifford suspiciously asked Jeremiah, "Do you know James's new granddaughter?"

Before Jeremiah could answer, Aurora spoke first, winking at everyone while saying, "How could it be? Jeremiah wouldn't know James's granddaughter. Other than Yvette, he definitely wouldn't know any other strange woman." Aurora confidently guaranteed this while discreetly kicking Clifford under the table. 'This man has no sense at all; why would he ask that with my daughter-in-law here? Isn't that digging a pit for my son to jump into?"

Clifford caught on, awkwardly coughing and glancing at Yvette, feeling a bit guilty. 'But my daughter-in-law is really a true daughter-in-law; that kick almost sent me away!

Jase, worried that his comment might upset the young couple, quickly chimed in. "Well, Jeremiah surely doesn't know that mysterious woman."

Jase, Aurora, and Clifford all waited for Yvette's reaction, and the dining table suddenly fell silent.

eyebrow, smirked a little mischievously, and nodded nonchalantly at the three of

this child become so

table and wisely chose to play along. He nodded slightly, speaking seriously to the three at

and Jeremiah's words made the rest of the dinner

the four of them sat on

his cane, and said to Yvette, "Yev, would you like to accompany this old man upstairs to my study and take a look at my collection of paintings? I wonder if I could have the honor of having our Cyanbird deity critique my artwork."

and the two of them went upstairs, leaving the family of three in the

your grandpa will make things difficult for Yvette?" Clifford also put down his newspaper and adjusted his glasses. "This brat is indeed acting a

off.'

at the two curious people and replied calmly,

well?' Suddenly, he recalled the incident of Kaiden being

Kaiden, you or

exuding the authority and dominance of someone in power. "Did you kill Kaiden?" Yvette sat in the chair opposite him, lifted her eyes, and raised her eyelids slightly. Her usual cool demeanor showed no sign of fear or fluctuation in her gaze as she calmly replied, "Yeah, I killed him." Then she leisurely took a sip of her floral coffee, looking at Jase with an air

Jase suddenly laughed. He looked at Yvette, increasingly satisfied. His granddaughter-in-law had indeed surprised him these past few days. 'Setting aside Kaiden's Ybaulla's identity, the fact that he dared to kidnap someone from the Chavez family to win the competition through unscrupulous means was enough for him to die dozens of times... If my granddaughter-in-law knows who kidnapped Aurora and remains unfazed, that would truly

than I imagined, isn't it?" He knew very well that Yvette's background was definitely not as simple as what he had found out. "This kid has an extraordinary level of intelligence and skill; she kills decisively and cleanly, which is not something an ordinary girl can achieve. The secrets she carries probably cannot be uncovered unless she reveals them herself. What I've discovered about her background took some effort, but with dedication, it wasn't

eyes and indifferent expression held no emotion as she replied

slightly. "Girl, can we not be

still icy. "I'm not being modest; I just don't know which identity you're