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

Chapter 494

Even after kneeling for two hours, Joe was still full of energy. He cheerfully greeted them. Grandpa, Yvette, are you done

talking?" Yvette nodded in response.

Carl glared at Joe with disapproval. Joe rubbed his nose defensively and thought, "It's not my fault, after all. If Oliver, that silly fool, hadn't provoked Yvette, none of this would've happened. Had I known earlier, I would've broken Oliver's legs to prevent it."

Carl then looked at Oliver, who was kneeling with a pale face. Oliver Thought about playing the sympathy card with Carl, but before he could speak, Carl sternly interrupted, "Kneel properly. Have you figured out what you did wrong by now! Hurry over here and apologize to Ms. Zeller."

Even though Oliver was kind of a drama king, he was not so naive that he could not recognize Yvette, the girl he stopped halfway, was not an ordinary person. Despite feeling wronged, seeing Carl clearly angry, he decided it was wise not to confront him right now. Oliver hung his head and meekly said to Yvette, "I'm sorry," His voice was as weak as a mosquito's buzz: people would miss it if they were not paying attention.

Yvette stood casually with her hands in her pockets, her legs long and straight. With a touch of smile on her mouth, she was radiating an aura of wildness. She looked at Oliver, who was apologizing unwillingly, but had no intention of responding. Joe, seeing that, shrunk back to lessen his presence. Meanwhile, Carl, furious with Oliver, felt the urge to smack him. His voice was full of rage. "Oliver, apologize again. If Ms. Zeller don't forgive you, you'll be kneeling till sunrise." Carl was furious, and the staff stood by, hardly daring to breathe trembling in fear. Oliver was startled by Carl's stern voice, He knew that Carl was truly angry and would not go back on his word.

"How can I hold on to kneel with heavy rattan about 50 pounds on my back until tomorrow? Thinking of that, Oliver immediately spoke up loudly, "Ms. Zeller, I shouldn't have mistaken you for my blind date and shouldn't have caused you trouble. I was truly wrong. After finishing speaking. Oliver kept his head down. He felt truly embarrassed today. Only then did Carl turn to look at Yvette. "Ms. Zeller, Oliver upset you. Feel free to punish him as you like. It's his fault for being immature, and he deserves! whatever comes. Yvette noticed the concerned look in Carl's eyes and raised an eyebrow. Slowly, she said, "It's fine."

Joe finally relaxed after hearing those words. It seemed like Oliver's life was spared, and he would not have to kneel with Oliver anymore.

Carl understood that Yvette was not bothered. He said to Oliver, "Why'don't you thank Ms. Zeller for being generous enough to forgive you? You can stand up now."

Oliver stood up shakily, his throat so dry that speaking was difficult. Thank you, Ms. Zeller."

a look to Lucas, who then went to help Oliver limp away. Joe dusted off his clothes and stood

why isn't your boyfriend here with you today Yvette lifted her eyes casually and said

at Emmett behind her with a sharp gaze. Carl spoke to Joe, "You and Mr. Chavez should set up a time in the next couple of days to discuss the issues about escorting the bronze artifacts back to Clusia. It's

straightened up and became serious.

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personally escorted her to the gate with Joe. Joe watched the car drive away and casually said, "Grandpa, those three bronze artifacts are your favorites

of you, would I need to use them as a peace offering? How dare you even bring

not expose Carl's real intention. He thought, "This situation is indeed largely my fault,

Grandpa is in Mysonna, his heart has always been with his homeland, Clusia. If not for being forced by circumstances in the past, how could he willingly leave his home The Yoder family now operates a specialized antique collection company to retrieve from other countries or individuals the antiques that Clusia has lost

endeavor, and Grandpa never worries about the expense. When I was a kid, I was curious why he would spend so much money collecting these antiques but never donate or sell them for

his lifetime, he said he didn't care for any

matter where he dies, his ashes

car, Yvette rested her chin on her hand, looking at the trees rushing

Emmett spoke up, "Yvette, it'll definitely cause a great stir to donate those bronze

eyelids and said calmly, "At twelve, Carl journeyed across the ocean to Mysonna. By fifteen, he joined a local gang, and on his eighteenth birthday, he single- handedly took down two gangs. By twenty, he embarked on his life's journey as a boss. Before turning forty, he repeatedly escaped death. That year when he was forty marked the beginning of his legend. Carl is brave, cunning. and skilled. He's a true hero."

as well.

treat her this way. Strength is the ultimate truth-whoever has it holds the power