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

Chapter 407

Hearing this, Andrew's heart was filled with worry. He thought, Crying? Why was Bonnie crying? What on earth happened?' Andrew pulled himself together and asked Jeremiah, "Jeremiah, can we head out tomorrow?" Emmett noticed the rare seriousness in Andrew and realized he really liked Bonnie.

Jeremiah looked at Andrew, nodded, and said firmly, "Yes, get ready; we're leaving tomorrow."

While they were talking, Yvette came down from upstairs, wearing a baseball cap and all black, looking quite cool. Jeremiah got up from the couch and went over. He asked, "Are you going out?"

Yvette gave a light nod, her eyes were dark and bright, with a hint of coldness. She said, "Yeah, I'm going out for a bit, don't wait for me for dinner."

Jeremiah paused, looking at Yvette with a deeper gaze, and softly said, "Okay."

Jeremiah and Yvette never needed to say much to each other. They had an understanding that avoided testing each other's limits and never touched on secrets they weren't ready to share. They had absolute trust and understanding between them. After Yvette left the villa, she took a cab directly to an antique shop, Vintage Vista. It was the most famous antique shop in Normis and a popular spot for treasure hunters trading quality items.

As Yvette walked in, a man of ordinary appearance approached her. He had a noticeable mole at the corner of his left eye and was dressed in traditional robes. He was Isaac Taylor, the owner of Vintage Vista.

Vintage Vista was a family business passed down through the generations, with a history of sixty or seventy years. Isaac, who was in his thirties, greeted Yvette enthusiastically.

He said, "Yvette, I didn't expect you to come to Normis in person. What brought you here? Just let me know if you need anything."

Yvette nodded, her deep and calm eyes meeting Isaac's as she raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly. She said, "It's been a long time."

Isaac thought carefully before he spoke, "Yes, it's been three years since we last saw each other in Mysonna.

"When I received your call recently saying you were coming to Normis, it surprised me. If it hadn't been your voice, I might have thought it was a scam call."

Yvette sat in the chair, her hand casually resting on the table. She picked up the coffee cup, took a sip, and asked unhurriedly, "How much have you learned about Dungo Village

off guard. Luckily, a few friends of mine recently visited a grave there, so I was

from their

planning to go to Dungo Village? Can't you avoid

tapped lightly on the table. She lifted her gaze slightly

did you know Dungo Village is a land

nodded slightly and replied slowly,

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is eerie. My friends, well known treasure hunters in our circle, have explored many dangerous places, but after returning from Dungo Village, they were all on edge. According to them, they barely escaped with their lives." Yvette raised an eyebrow, her eyes fixed on Isaac,

knowing Yvette's personality, didn't hold back and shared everything his friends witnessed in

involves placing the deceased in a coffin set on a cliff. It's not surprising: this coffin

villagers in Dungo Village raise

as sustenance.

the villagers must know some form of sorcery, which is extremely evil, somewhat like what

sorcerer. If it weren't for Yvette, he would have been gone several years ago. So, strictly speaking, Yvette wasn't just a friend; she was a lifesaver

were downcast. She casually played with the coffee cup in her hand. Her

easy. These creatures can slip in anywhere and are impossible to guard against, making them dangerous." Yvette could handle one sorcerer, even two, but what about three or more? Isaac still didn't

this? Is this friend so important? Is it really worth the

any expression as she held the coffee cup in her hand.

stop Yvette from doing what she wanted or going where she desired. He sighed and shared all the

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have you heard of the Sacred Maiden? Some minority villages still hold on to this

believe that a girl born at a certain unlucky time is a gift from the heavens and