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

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Looking around, the secret room was filled with rows of jars, containing at least a hundred people. Charles spoke in a low voice. "Yvette, these people are kept in jars?

"Surrounded by poisonous insects and venomous snakes, and they're still alive? How is that even possible?" This was truly an unbelievable situation!

Yvette took a few steps forward, glancing over the scene. She furrowed her brow slightly. "They can no longer be considered alive. They're merely bodies now, sustaining poisonous insects with their flesh and using their blood to nourish the parasites. It's nothing but a shell."

Je

Aploth."

spoke without changing his expression. "This method of breeding poisonous insects first appeared in South East

Charles's face grew serious. The method was so cruel. These people weren't dead, yet they lived in this horrific environment, having their blood drained, with poisonous insects crawling into their bodies. It would be better if they were dead.

Charles said, "Yvette, for Holden to secretly imprison over a hundred people in the basement without anyone noticing, this is no simple matter."

Over a hundred people had gone missing, and yet the authorities hadn't noticed. Holden must have some sort of protection. Otherwise, there's no way he could have gotten away with it.

Jeremiah clearly realized this as well. His brows furrowed, and his gaze turned cold. "I'll have people investigate this.

Yvette, hands in her pockets, a fierce expression on her face, kept her eyes calm and steady. She ignored the poisonous insects around her and moved forward.

Jeremiah immediately grabbed her hand, shaking his head with a serious expression. He spoke in a low voice. "No."

Yvette looked up at him, pulling her cold, slender hand away. "They can't harm me."

Jeremiah frowned and tightened his grip. "What do you mean they can't harm you? Listen to me. Stay close. If you want to do something, I'll do it for you."

Yvette looked into Jeremiah's eyes, raised an eyebrow, and said, word by word, "My blood is the poison to these poisonous insects. If you don't believe me, I'll show you." Charles was stunned. 'Yvette's blood is poison to the poisonous insects? What's going on here?' he wondered.

Jeremiah pursed his lips, remaining silent, and his expression dark. After a long pause, he finally released her hand. "They can't get close to you, right?"

Yvette paused, nodding obediently. She spoke slowly. "They can't."

In a low voice, he murmured by her ear, "I'll carry you out. Just let

nestled into Jeremiah's arms, looked up, and smiled slightly, rubbing against him. She appeared innocent and obedient.

Yvette with a soft expression. He couldn't help but feel his heart soften. "Okay." Charles, following behind them, couldn't even put into words how

showing affection in such a disgusting place? Oh my god. Only big shots can make this look so effortless. Look at all the poisonous

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you're showing off your affection? Yvette isn't afraid of the poisonous insects, but I am!' Charles wondered as

her. Without changing

his heart. If these poisonous insects weren't afraid of Yvette, Jeremiah's life was

does it take to make that first step? These two really trust each other unconditionally,

landed firmly among the poisonous insects. To Charles's disbelief,

their natural enemy. The people inside the jars suddenly opened their eyes, as

said, "Yvette,

calmly responded. "It's just an involuntary

sounds were coming from, and said in a calm, unhurried tone, "Let's go. The real treasures are inside." Charles nodded. He felt that the treasures Yvette referred to

of them passed through the jars and reached the farthest end. There, a small door appeared before them. Compared to the large doors outside, this one seemed rather ordinary, even lacking

people outside are just the hosts for the poisonous insects.

eyes were cold and deep as he stared at the door, his gaze darkening. He

door lay a completely different world. Inside a small room were dozens of exquisite wooden boxes. Just the craftsmanship of the boxes suggested their high value, so one could imagine the

eyes, and

poisonous insects here were likely bred by sacrificing at least a

down, and slowly opened one of the boxes. Inside, a plump, golden-colored insect with vivid,

a poisonous insect that fed on blood and could only survive

box, stunned. "This is a poisonous insect? This chubby little thing is the poisonous insect everyone fears? This is

box and was about to open it when

grip, and the box fell, dropping the poisonous

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