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

Chapter 450

When Quinn entered the dining area, he immediately saw Yvett. It was impossible not to notice them; their presence was so striking Moreover, the eyes of nearly everyone in the room were fixed on the table where she was sitting. Quinn quickly walked to Yvette's table and respectfully said, "Ms Zeller, why did you and your friends suddenly come down? Is there something wrong with the food the hotel prepared for you?

"If anything is unsatisfactory, please let us know, and we will rectify it immediately to ensure your satisfaction."

Seeing Quinn's attitude, the surrounding guests were somewhat shocked. After all, as the only five-star hotel in Fhongsoly, how could Quinn not have connections? Yet, he showed such respect to a girl?' they thought.

Yvette lifted her gaze, ignoring the curious and probing looks from those around her. She looked at the anxious and fearful hotel manager and spoke in a cool, slow tone, "Nothing is unsatisfactory."

Eagle King joked, "Quinn, why are you shaking? We're all very down-to-earth people"

Quinn was at a loss for words upon hearing this. 'Down-to-earth? They must have some misunderstanding about themselves,' he thought.

But Quinn finally felt relieved when he saw that Yvette wasn't displeased. He then turned around and instructed his staff to serve Yvette and her group immediately.

Thus, under the watchful eyes of dozens of people in the dining area, Yvette, Jeremiah, and the others finished their sumptuous breakfast without batting an eyelid.

As night fell, the famous Cobalt Blue Bar in Fhongsoly was just starting to get lively. People trickled in one after another, entering this place known locally as the 'Paradise of Desire'. Here as long as you had money, you could indulge yourself.

The decor of Cobalt Blue Bar resembled a disco from the 1980s in Clusia, not particularly fashionable, but it was already the best bar in Fhongsoly.

At a VIP booth, Yvette sat in a black outfit, wearing a cap that covered her cold, piercing eyes. She crossed her legs, and her fair, slender fingers gently tapped the armrest.

On the table was a glass of orange juice, which was what Jeremiah and the others had insisted on-she could only drink orange juice, not alcohol.

Yvette watched the men and women writhing on the dance floor a smile curling at the corner of her lips. Her eyes were cold, and she exuded an air of rebellious nonchalance, her posture relaxed.

been eyeing Yvette

years

beautiful girl before-she

could get this girl and present her to her boss, she would surely receive a reward,'

sitting down at her booth and placing the drink

Lucille Poole, I've been watching you for a while. Is something bothering you? If you don't mind, you can

with her eyes. She didn't notice that a few equally outstanding men and women were also nearby-Jeremiah, Eagle King, Samantha, Charles,

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The next moment, the glass in Jeremiah's hand shattered with a 'bang, scattering fragments on

and Eagle King quietly turned their heads, knowing that a jealous

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not go too far, or they suspected Jeremiah would twist the head off Lucille in front of her in

approached her, her stunningly cold face showing a slight smile. Her long lashes drooped, making it hard to guess what she

hand, leaning back in a casual, rebellious pose, her lips curled in a cold, mocking

to Yvette. "Hello, beauty, sitting here alone in the bar. This is

must be feeling down about something, sitting here alone. Such a

softly to Lucille, whose eyes were shining with

mouth and chuckled, looking seductively at Yvette. "Beauty, you really know how

mockery on her face, exuding a rebellious aura,

going somewhere more thrilling? It'll be a hundred times better than this bar." Yvette raised an eyebrow, seemingly intrigued by

and said to

Yvette agree, her happiness evident in her eyes.

at her, her gaze cold and indifferent. "Yvette," she