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

Chapter 449

It was almost noon when Emmett, Charles, and Samantha all woke up, got ready, and headed to Yvette's room. Samantha looked at the table full of delicious food, even including duck confit. This hotel really went all out.

Eagle King tore off a large chicken leg, his posture quite rugged, and waved at Samantha as she came in. "Hey, Samantha, come on over. This is the only chicken leg left, it's yours."

Samantha smiled and walked over, sitting down. She picked up the chicken leg and took a bite. It was soft and tender, the chicken well-seasoned. She said, "Thank you very much, Eagle King."

Emmett and Charles were sipping black coffee, their eyes on the spread of food. When the hotel delivered the meal earlier, they specifically asked for Yvette's opinion. From today on, their three meals a day would be prepared by a specially hired Clusian chef. Emmett said, "Jeremiah, I took a walk around town earlier. In Fhongsoly, even the trash collectors are talking about yesterday's incident with The Crimson Blades being wiped out."

Charles nodded his voice deep. "I logged into the underworld's internal website. Everyone is speculating which force struck in Voraxia. However, the area has always been chaotic, so the attention isn't too high."

Samantha swallowed her chicken leg and took a sip of orange juice. Curiously, she asked Charles, "What kind of internal website do you have in the underworld? Sounds interesting."

Charles glanced at Yvette and hesitated. The website was casually set up by Yvette to train the killers from the Seventy-Two Chambers of the Goodman family. Nobody knew it would grow so much later, eventually becoming an underground website for the underworld in Mysonna.

Even hackers had attacked the site before, but all attempts failed. Charles looked at Samantha, who was full of curiosity. They were all in this together, and Yvette probably wouldn't mind him sharing this story.

Charles cleared his throat. "This website was casually set up by Yvette seven years ago for convenience." Emmett's hand holding the black coffee trembled involuntarily.

Charles and Jeremiah knew about the website, but he never imagined it was created by Yvette. He wondered, 'How old was Yvette seven years ago? Why could a minor accomplish such a monumental feat? That was something to ponder.'

Samantha was equally shocked. She looked at Yvette, who was sitting on the sofa. 'Was Yvette human or a god?' she wondered.

Eagle King's mental fortitude was pretty good; he was already used to it. The top-ranked killer infiltrating the Interpol. There was nothing he couldn't accept now.

sofa, legs crossed, in a boss-like posture. Her eyes were half-closed, exuding a lazy charm. Noticing everyone's gazes,

hard. "Did you forget about the website, Yvette?"

her chin, she leaned back lazily, almost

surprisingly consistént. They thought, 'Indeed, Yvette was amazing. She

held a faint smile as he turned to look

able to create a website that even world-class hackers couldn't breach seven years ago. Her hacking skills must have reached the pinnacle.

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her long lashes casting shadows over her clear, captivating eyes. Her

she felt

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"Yvette, Jeremiah, my little Cuttic is calling me. I'll take off." With that, she got up and left. Emmett and Charles also rose in perfect sync, without a word, They saw Eagle King still enjoying his chicken leg. They exchanged a glance and each grabbed

hoisted up, looked bewildered at Emmett and Charles on either

as he was forcefully carried out of the room by two

walking over to pick up the prepared warm milk, and returning to hand it to her. "Drink

put the milk back in Jeremiah's hands, her eyes carrying a hint of defiance. She spoke slowly, "No need, my

heads, then scooped Yvette up from the sofa with ease, His voice

passed, Jeremiah took Yvette to the bathroom to clean up, dried her hair, and then ordered

Samantha, Emmett, Charles, and Eagle King were playing poker. Samantha glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already past nine. She

playing for almost eleven hours, and the door to the next room

be exhausted by now. But it was also possible that Jeremiah was the one who was exhausted. Being

sly smile and said to the three