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

Secrets Of MrS 599

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Yvette calmly gazed at Chris, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and Emmett, who was barely managing to stand upright. With her hands in her pockets, she spoke in a steady tone, "Lack of physical strength, insufficient technique, average endurance, unstable

breathing

Neither Emmett nor Chris said a word, their faces filled with shame. The confrontation made them realize how far behind they were. To say they weren't disheartened would be a lie, but more than that, they learned the importance of not becoming complacent. If their opponent today had not been Yvette, they might have been beaten to death. The two became more serious, and even Frankie fell silent when he heard Yvette's words.

Yvette glanced at the three of them, then casually pulled three pieces of vanilla toffee from her pocket. She then placed them on the nearby table before heading inside.

By the window. Jeremiah and Demetrius had watched Yvette's moves from the beginning.

Demetrius was already impressed by Emmett and Chris' skills. As Jeremiah's subordinates, they were formidable enough to take on a hundred enemies alone, assuming firearms were not involved.

However, to meet Yvette's standards was another matter entirely-such people were extremely rare. After all, Yvette had fought off a pack of wolves and single-handedly wiped out a gang when she was a teenager. It was a piece of cake to take on those two-a complete mismatch.

Demetrius looked at the three silent figures in the courtyard and remarked to Jeremiah, "It looks like Yvette has completely shattered your subordinates' confidence."

Jeremiah was expressionless. He looked away and muttered, "Yvette went easy on them. They're just too weak."

Jeremiah instinctively bent down, retrieved a pair of slippers, and set them at her feet. He gently placed her foot on his knee to help

11. 011.

At that moment, sunlight poured over them, casting a

watched the scene

date. Jeremiah cooked the meal himself. Demetrius, having had little exposure to Clusian cuisine, had not expected much, but he was

training room together, Event Frankie vowed that

pushed Demetrius' wheelchair down the road to where his car was

bright stars. A crescent moon cast a silvery

remember the last time we watched the moon

was 15-the

as he sighed, "Nearly ten years have passed. Yvette, have you found any leads

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orphanage right after she was born, burdening her with immense internal energy that caused endless physical torment. Those two facts alone were enough for Demetrius to feel no affection for Lilian,

hadn't abandoned her, perhaps he and Alice would

composed, as always. Her eyes were deep. and her voice was indifferent. "Yes, she should still be alive. The final clue to the truth from back then is in Betrico." Demetrius now understood why Yvette wanted

of the car. She tilted her head and stared at Demetrius. Her stunningly beautiful face carried a darkness in her eyes. "None. Who can predict the

in his eyes. His voice seemed soothing as he said, "Yvette, no matter what lies ahead, you have Jeremiah and me now. Promise me you won't bear it all alone, okay?" Wette stood with her hands in her pockets, raising an eyebrow at Demetrius' serious expression. With a casual demeanor, she grinned and said, "You're getting more and more naggy with age. Stop acting like an old nanny. Let's go." Demetrius knew she did not want to continue the conversation. He sighed and chuckled before saying, "Fine, I get it. You find me annoying. I'll leave now and won't interrupt your time with Jeremiah "Honestly, you're like a married woman with a weakened connection with their own family. You're not

the driver in the car. The driver immediately got out to take the wheelchair. He looked sturdy and resolute, more