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

Chapter 584

Klein nodded and reached into his pocket, pulling out an invitation card he'd prepared earlier. He then extended it with both hands. "Professor Zeller, here's the invitation to next year's international Medical Competition." Yvette raised an eyebrow and glanced casually at the invitation card on the table. The white orchid was unmistakable-it was the symbol of the International Medical Competition.

Klein noticed Yvette was silent, so he sat up straighter. "Professor Zeller, as you know, the International Medical Competition is held every two years and is the absolute authority in our medical fieldTM After a pause, he added. "Although I'm now in charge of Xander Group, my passion doesn't lie in business. The company can be my support, but it's definitely not my dream."

Klein's lifelong dream had been to make a name for himself in the medical field. So, he was not going to abandon his profession for Xander Group.

Yvette sat in her chair, her feet crossed, gazing at him distantly. Her defined features were marked by a cool indifference. She nonchalantly replied, "So

Klein stood up, straightened his tie, and bowed formally to Yvette. "I'd like to formally invite you to join me in the International Medical Competition. I also hope you'll consider teaming up." he said solemnly.

"Next year, the first two rounds require teams of at least two, and I sincerely hope you'll join me. I assure you, I won't hold you back," added Klein.

Klein knew the chances of Yvette accepting were slim, but he had to try. As a medical professional, she must have her own ambitions. This competition, the most authoritative in the medical industry, would undoubtedly be attractive to her, he thought. Meanwhile, Klein had braced himself for Yvette's potential refusal. He would count himself fortunate if Yvette agreed, but he had also prepared himself for a negative answer.

Klein grew even more nervous as soon as he finished speaking. Yvette's gaze intensified his anxiety, making it hard for him to stay calm, even though he was prepared.

Yvette raised a brow and glanced wickedly at him, a playful smile on her lips. Tapping her phone with her defined fingers. she nonchalantly replied, "I won't be participating."

Klein expected her refusal, but the disappointment was still palpable. He had no right to force her to do something she didn't want, especially since participating was his desire in the first place.

Klein nodded, trying to hide how disappointed he was. 'I understand, Professor Zeller. I'll find another partner."

Yvette got up. The attendant packed up the dessert and handed it to her. She glanced at Klein, who was standing there, trying hard to hide his disappointment.

her beautiful, defined brows and half-lidded eyes. Thinking of the desserts before

left the shop without a word, her departing figure

mean by the finals? And by "see you there"? Has she already found a partner? Is that why she

The competition for the top three spots was undoubtedly fierce. He lacked the

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shop, Yvette got into the car. She adjusted her hair and put on a baseball cap,

the passenger seat. The long-dormant poisonous insect king emerged from the bag, impatient to gorge on food. Its beady little eyes were fixed on

her black phone, glanced at it, and then returned the missed call she had just received. A calm female voice

you finally called back! The rules for next year's medical competition are already up on the website. You have to be a judge this time. You refused the position before,

Clusia for a year and can't judge this round. If you decline, I will, as you say in Clusian, get a rope and strangle

phone a little further from her ear, her eyes lowered. Her green eyes were

Yvette to be a judge in the next medical competition. But

easily. The woman on the other end of the line was so stunned that she could barely

phone exclaimed, "Oh my God, you finally agreed! Dearest Yvette, you're the best. There will be three chief judges and two deputy judges, and you absolutely have to be the chief judge=" Yvette interrupted the woman's excited speech, saying,

paused for a moment, then happily accepted. After all, who cared

pocket. Adjusting her cap, she lazily glanced

insect king had almost finished a dessert, its belly now

its dessert when it suddenly felt something was off. It turned

wondering if it was too late to play dead now. While blinking, the poisonous insect king quickly flew toward Yvette, aiming to land in

there, the poisonous insect king paused, flapping its wings. Spotting Yvette's darkening gaze, it wisely turned around and awkwardly flew back to

voice was cold as she stepped on the gas.