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

Chapter 448

After nearly half an hour of hesitation, Quinn finally knocked on Yvette's door. As one of the few who survived yesterday's ordeal, he truly feared that if Yvette inside was in a bad mood, his efforts today would be for nothing. He couldn't forget the image of Yvette standing on the second floor, expressionless, watching the massacre of the Crimson Blades.

When the door opened, Yvette saw the three people outside, trembling, and the cart behind them. She lifted her eyelids slightly and spoke in a cold, clear voice, "I didn't order any food. This must be a mistake." Quinn immediately bowed deeply, speaking in broken Clusian, "Ms. Zeller, this is a complimentary gift from the hotel."

Yvette raised an eyebrow and said coolly, "Come in," then turned and walked back inside. Quinn quickly instructed the servers to push the cart in and followed nervously. Despite.being the owner of the hotel, he felt extremely anxious. Especially after learning this morning that the ruthless Crimson Blades had been completely eliminated overnight, his shock deepened. -

He couldn't imagine who else but Yvette in front of him and her people could have done this. What was most frightening was that they were just a few individuals who had wiped out over a hundred Crimson Blades.

Sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, Yvette still looked somewhat groggy from sleep. The two servers respectfully placed the breakfast on the table and then exited the room.

Seeing his employees leave, Quinn immediately turned to Yvette and bowed ninety degrees. "Ms. Zeller, thank you and your friends for saving the lives of the hotel guests and me yesterday

Yvette's face remained indifferent as she looked at the anxious Quinn, speaking slowly, "It was just a coincidence." Hearing this, the manager became even more respectful toward Yvette. He hadn't come just to deliver breakfast. All the forces in Voraxia were investigating who had eliminated the Crimson Blades. He didn't want to invite trouble, so he needed to clarify his position to Yvette.

Quinn said solemnly, "Ms. Zeller, apart from expressing my gratitude, I also want to assure you that the hotel will not leak any information about what happened yesterday. However, if a guest leaks the news, we really can't stop them." Yvette listened to Quinn's words and placed her fingers on the armrest, tapping rhythmically. She lowered her gaze and remained silent.

matter."

Seeing Yvette's eyes, Quinn broke into a cold sweat. Just as he grew increasingly anxious, Yvette finally spoke, "It doesn't

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Quinn froze, staring at Yvette with a stunned expression. He wondered, 'It doesn't matter?' He speculated about Yvette's identity. 'Could anyone other than Ms. Zeller and her people have wiped out the Crimson Blades overnight? 'And to speak so casually and dismissively while all the forces in Voraxia were chasing down her trail-she truly impressed me, he wondered.

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This is Voraxía, a world dominated by men. 'Who on earth is this woman?' Quinn wondered. He didn't dare to speculate but could only think about it in his mind.

Quinn's face lit up with relief upon hearing Yvette's words, a smile spreading across his face. He had been worried all night long over this matter.

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wish. Enjoy your meal, and if you need anything, just let me know," Quinn

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radiant smile. He truly feared that this big

yawned. In a deep voice, she said, "Thank you." Quinn was taken aback by Yvette's simple

a big shot. He felt truly honored. He waved his hands hurriedly. "Take your time. I'll

wearing a pair of big slippers, about to enter. His hair was a mess, clearly just waking up, and hadn't even had time

Eagle King and then fled. He remembered that this man had killed most of the Crimson Blades members just because of

away. 'Am I really some

sitting on the sofa. "Yvette, what did the

chin up with one hand, extended her slender, fair fingers, and pointed to the breakfast on the table. Her voice was hoarse.

plopped down on the sofa, pursing his lips. He thought, "This hotel owner sure knows how

never got such treatment after staying here for so

delicate eyebrows, tilted her head slightly, and spoke softly, "If you want to eat,

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"Boss, you're the best." After saying that, he got up and walked to the chair beside the dining

listed on the hotel menu. It was obvious that they were specially prepared for the boss. 'Indeed, wherever the boss goes, people flock to please him.

eat

too."

time on her phone, and lowered her eyes,

to eat."