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

Chapter 440

After the meal, they sat together. Samantha asked, "Jeremiah, have you found out who is protecting Holden, the village head of Dungo Village?"

Everyone looked at Jeremiah. He had his arms around Yvette, who was busy doing the final test for the game. If all went well, the game developed by FastPulse Technologies would be launched next month. Lucy had been pushing for updates every day. Jeremiah looked up, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light. His demeanor was full of elegance as he replied in a low voice, "The person cooperating with South East Aploth is a deputy director from Normis Customs, who has already been dismissed. "According to his statement, Mr. Miller, a Clusian, is the person behind this. They've never met in person, only communicated through coded phone signals."

Andrew handed a peeled apple to Bonnie. "Jeremiah, can we find out more about Mr. Miller? South East Aploth is a large area, and only knowing that he's a man isn't much to go on. Where do we even start?"

Andrew's point was valid, and Emmett, with a serious expression added, "Mr. Miller might very well be an alias, Jeremiah."

In these covert dealings, it was common for a person to go by several names.

Jeremiah said, "There's no one in the South East Aploth underworld known as Mr. Miller. The phone number linked to domestic contacts has been confirmed as an overseas virtual number."

Charles remained silent, his eyes thoughtful as he glanced at Yvette. He suddenly said, "What do you think, Yvette?"

Yvette put away her phone, turning her head slightly. Her delicate eyebrows lifted slightly, and her lashes lowered, hiding the emotions in her eyes, but a playful air lingered in her gaze.

She said, "Voraxia, being an ungoverned region, is the world's largest drug production and trafficking hub. It's also home to the most famous drug dealer, and its complex, ever-changing geography makes it a difficult place to control.

"There are over three thousand scattered villages, and Interpol has once joined forces with the governments of three local countries to launch crackdowns. Each major drug dealer in the area typically commands a small army-ranging from a hundred to over a thousand men.

"The entire region is involved in the drug trade, so Mr. Miller must need a large number of poisonous insects to control his subordinates. There's only one way of doing this..."

Jeremiah seamlessly took over, his voice low and steady. "Mr. Miller is a major drug dealer from Voraxia, and he uses poisonous insects to train his trusted followers."

stars, emitting a cold light that cut

on Yvette and his eyes shimmered faintly a fleeting smile passing through

Miller in Voraxia, but it is a woman, not a man. To get the full picture, we'll likely have to

three years ago. It's said that the king of Voraxia,

in Kransbay Back then, he thought it would be a long shot for Yveue to marry Jeremiah. Looking back now, though, he realized how wrong

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mention of Voraxia. He had been there several times, accompanying

curiously looked at Yvette who was lounging on the couch, and asked, "Aren't you part of Interpol, Yvette? Did you participate in the crackdown on Vorax?

weren't for Andrew's reminder, they would have forgotten that Yvette was an agent of Interpol. However, it was hard

calm. With a subtle raise of her eyebrows and a slight smile, she casually remarked, "I've been there.

lips Bonnie, who had been holding an apple, suddenly dropped it without realizing it, her mind momentarily

of Interpol but she had also taken down the king of Voraxia, a scary

He never imagined that a casual question would lead to such a surprise. He could already feel another moment coming where he had to

in their hearts. They thought, 'Killing Hadley? Come on, he's the king of Voraxia, whose underlings were said to command armies of thousands. 'It was a feat that seemed beyond belief-unless it came from Yvette. Anyone else saying such a thing would sound like a

people be so vast? Yvette was storming through Voraxia, taking down its king when she was eighteen, but what was

to make a name for myself

observed Yvette. His long brows, sharp and defined highlighted his deep-set

years ago, yet she had already killed

their reactions, said in a calm tone.

the group immediately protested in unison. "We're going