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

Chapter 467

Rory turned to look at the people she had trafficked and tortured, their humanity stripped away. For the first time, a flicker of regret crossed her face.

Perhaps Yvette was right-one wrong step led to another, and life offered no second chances. If she could go back, she wouldn't have run off with that man.

She would have stayed with her parents, married someone who truly loved her, and lived a quiet life. Instead, she had ended up a fugitive, dying far from home without even a final farewell to her family. Rory looked at Yvette, and from her pocket, she pulled out a pistol and aimed it at herself, looking calm. She had gone through a lot over the past ten years and it drained her.

She called out at Yvette, "Remember my name-my real name. I am Rory Miller. She didn't want to leave this world without a single soul knowing who she truly was.

With a faint smile, she pulled the trigger. The sharp crack of the gunshot echoed through the air, and Rory collapsed to the ground, her wide-open eyes staring at the sky. The sky was a brilliant blue, just like it had been on the day she left home all those years ago, but now, there was no going back.

Rory's eyes fluttered shut as her life ended in Voraxia, the place that had destroyed her utterly.

Samantha let out a soft sigh as she gazed at Rory's body. "Madly in love, and yet she paid the steepest price for it. She's a pitiful person, but also a hateful one."

Suddenly, a commotion broke out in the crowd. A young girl, dressed in tattered clothes, burst forward with a dagger in her hand. Without hesitation, she lunged at Rory's body.

The blade descended again and again until Rory's corpse was an unrecognizable mess of blood. Only then did the girl release her grip on the dagger and collapse to the ground, her eyes glinting with satisfaction.

Her brutal act stunned everyone except Yvette and her people. Yvette looked at the girl, who looked around fifteen. Although her face still bore traces of innocence, the scars scattered across her small frame told a story of unimaginable suffering. The girl stood with the bloodied dagger in hand and walked over to Yvette. She knelt before lifting her gaze. Her young eyes brimmed with determination. "Thank you for saving me."

Yvette raised her eyebrows, her expression remaining calm and indifferent. Her cold gaze settled on the girl's resolute face. "No need," she replied nonchalantly.

The girl wiped the blood off her face and stood up. "Your name is Yvette, right? I'll remember it. One day, I'll repay you." Without waiting for a response, she turned and walked away. In the glow of the setting sun, the small figure seemed to carry immense energy.

Yvette watched the girl's retreating. For a fleeting moment, it was as though she was looking at her younger self.

thoughtful. "That girl is brave and decisive. She's

future."

such a young age, she had acted with precision and ferocity. What was even more remarkable was her sense of gratitude. Yvette tilted her head slightly, her delicate brows carrying a hint of nonchalance. "The girl

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nodded in agreement. The girl's composure and intelligence were indeed

men and women huddled nearby. Her eyes darkened as she spoke softly, "Let's go." Jeremiah gently squeezed her hand. "Sure. Let's go back to

got nowhere to go after being trafficked here. We don't know this place. Please help us out and take us away from here." "Yes, please!

to work. If it's possible, could you help us find jobs? It shouldn't be hard for someone like you,

young masters and

die soon if you

we have put into rescuing these people, now we are expected to provide food, shelter, and jobs, huh? These people certainly know how to play

politely but stabbed you in the back when you weren't noticing. Charles, too, shared the

voice cold and without a trace of emotion. "Go

following closely behind. Emmett and the others quickly followed suit, climbing into the car as

that Yvette was truly going to ignore them, the group of people immediately

were going to do

You gave us hope, then left us like this. You're not genuine at

Rory are the

crowd continued to hurl accusations,

them a glance. Jeremiah pulled out his

sharp gunshot echoed, causing