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

Chapter 548

Yvette smirked as she watched Jeremiah from behind. Her gaze hifted to Oliver, who was sprawled on the floor after his fall. "It's time to replace it."

Oliver thought he'd just been unlucky with a faulty chair. Natury, he had no idea Frankie had custom-ordered the solid wood chair which was worth a few thousand dollars from lugrea Joe sat cross-legged, not sparing Oliver a second glance, "How could the Yoder family end up with such a fool who'd continue to be kind to the person who betrayed him?' he thought. After breakfast, everyone moved to the living room. Frankie and Oliver were completely engrossed in a mobile game, the others quietly enjoyed their coffee.

while

Joe set down his coffee cup and hesitated momentarily before deciding to share what he knew. "Yvette, there's news about Braydon."

The moment he spoke, Jeremiah shot him a sharp look. Joe instantly regretted bringing it up.

Yvelle'sion remained calm as she peeled an orange leisurely. She lifted her gaze. "Hmm?" Joe wasn't aware that Yvette had already crossed paths with Braydon on Dead Street.

"Yvette, something's off with Braydon. People are saying he's been holed up for days without eating or drinking, looking completely wrecked. The underworld is stirring, everyone's itching to grab a piece of his turf," said Joe.

"Seventy-Two Chambers is keeping things in check for now, but smaller gangs are already causing trouble. If Braydon doesn't come out soon to take charge, the underworld of Mysonra could fall into chaos, Joe added.

Although the Yoder family had left the underworld, in Mysonna, the lines between legal and illegal dealings were always intertwined. To say they had no influence at all would be unrealistic.

Joe couldn't help but wonder, 'How can Braydon, who's typically ruthless and decisive, suddenly collapse like this and shut himself away? Something's definitely off. Yvette's the only person who can push Braydon into such despair. His obsession with her has long become an incurable madness.

Yvette lounged on the couch, popping an orange wedge into her mouth. Her unreadable gaze showed no emotion. She spoke slowly, "It won't."

Jeremiah's intense gaze fixed on her, a flicker of understanding flashing in his deep eyes. His voice, low and certain, cut through the room. "Braydon came to you, didn't he?"

The air in the living room seemed to be still as Sienna, Bruce, Emmett, and Chris instinctively quieted their breathing.

and detached. "Minhm. Dead Street was a trap set by his lackeys

how intense

blurted out instinctively, "As if

caught everyone's attention in the living room, and even

was a bit overwhelming. However, he had his reasons for saying so.

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that nobody aside from him knew

reputation in the racing industry? That the question,

90%

indifferent, and her voice was soft and slow. "I've entered a few races and

They exchanged knowing looks, silently acknowledging they'd already guessed

continued, the doorbell suddenly rang, Chris, who was closest to the door, got up to

man and a younger one standing at the entrance. The older man's piercing gaze contrasted with the deep lines etched across his face. His cloudy eyes hinted at age, and he leaned on a

in a formal black suit. His expression was serious as he gently supported the

Ms. Zeller here?" the young man

in." He then led the way, with the two visitors

had seen her since leaving

he'd broken off their engagement months ago for Winona. He'd watched the recent Clusia-Ybaulla race and learned she

had probably never taken the Carter family seriously from the start. He truly regretted it, as he'd passed off the sham as genuine and let a true treasure slip through his

the elderly man and the

indeed Victor Carter and the elderly man was Claude Carter, who'd never shown himself before. This was also the first time Yvette

cold. Their gazes locked, one defiant and sharp, the

in