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

Chapter 637

"Under the guise of researching disease prevention and water purification, Ybaulla actually conducted horrific experiments using live subjects from Clusia, Keprarian, and allied war forces, Yvette said, her green eyes glinting coldly, sharp as shards of ice. Her voice was steady, devoid of emotion, but the chilling words she spoke felt like daggers. "Dissection subjects were kept conscious while their organs were removed without anesthesia. They were left as nothing more than empty shells, their organs turned into specimens."

She continued, her tone unwavering, "Clusian women were forced to mate with horses or dogs, infected with bacteria, and then dissected alive after the fetus formed to study its condition. Viruses were mixed into their food, leading to systematic infections." Her voice didn't falter as she went on, "Humans were confined in glass chambers where air was extracted using pumps. The slow vacuum caused them to suffer headaches and blurred vision until their organs burst and their eyes exploded, their time of death meticulously recorded." As Yvette spoke, the expressions of everyone listening grew more unsettled. Savannah and her group looked utterly horrified, their faces pale and contorted in disbelief. A few appeared close to vomiting.

Thiago, however, forced himself to meet Yvette's unyielding gaze and sneered. "So what? This is war. Sacrifices are unavoidable, whether it's Ybaulla or any other country. If Clusia started a war, wouldn't your people conduct similar experiments?" Jeremiah, calm but resolute, turned to Thiago. His posture radiated military pride, tall and unyielding. His steady voice carried authority as he said, "No. My country is kind, strong, brave, and self-reliant. Clusia does not initiate invasions. We value peace over aggression." The conviction in his words stunned Thiago, Savannah, and the others into silence. 'Could there truly be a country that never sought to invade others and genuinely longed for peace?' they wondered.

Yvette's eyes

blazed with cold intensity as she added, "Ybaulla's crimes are innumerable. It's laughable to think they can bury the truth of their atrocities."

Thiago's defiance was palpable, but Jeremiah's words left him silent, his eyes burning with resentment. Savannah, sensing the tension, kept quiet as well, diminishing her presence. However, she wasn't ready to abandon her schemes; instead, she sat in the back row, silently plotting.

Five minutes later, the atmosphere on the bus was stifling. Moments ago, Savannah and her friends had been lively and chatty, but now their faces were pale, and no one dared speak.

After reprimanding Thiago, Yvette and Jeremiah exchanged brief glances, their disdain for Thiago and his group clear. Thiago squirmed, the spot where Jeremiah had kicked him throbbing in pain. 'Am I overreacting? It was just a kick, he mused.

But his humiliation burned hotter. 'Once I'm back at the spa resort, I'll make him pay for this, then get his girlfriend for myself. I'll ruin him,' he vowed silently. Meanwhile, the other Ybaullans were so frightened that they barely dared to breathe. When the bus arrived at the ski area, Thiago, Savannah, and the rest of their group hesitated to move. None of them dared to be the first to step off, and they just sat there stiffly.

at

bus.

Jeremiah-it's like a hungry wolf ready to pounce. Everything she said on the bus earlier was a ploy

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trying to collaborate with Vibe, I'll make sure they regret it. A company with an heir like her, wanting to work with us? Dream on." Savannah, furious at

in her pockets. Her face betrayed no emotion, her eyes as cold as

she said, "That's pretty good." Then, without elaborating, she strode into the

Yvette mean by that?' she

he asked evenly. At this, Sienna

Yvette finds it entertaining. Watching someone dig their own grave can be amusing,

love rivals, but this time, it was Yvette's turn. 'This is

sitting in the bus. With a smug smirk, she mouthed silently, "You little

to them like shadows, and they scurried into their rooms like a band of thieves. After sitting in her room for a while, Savannah got up and made her way to Thiago's room. There,

demeanor in her mind, contrasting it with Thiago's pitiful grimaces as the doctor tended