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

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Yvette's gaze was icy, filled with a mixture of defiance and arrogance. She narrowed her eyes slightly at the furious Yelena with an indifferent expression. Coldly, she said, "Do your parents even know how clueless you are?" Yelena's face flushed even redder upon hearing Yvette's words, and a fierce glint flashed in her eyes. With no one around, she was determined to teach Yvette-who had dated to seduce Jeremiah-a harsh lesson today. Her intentions were clear as day to Yvette with a single glance. Vette lowered her gaze and smiled coldly, her eyes filled with contempt. As expected. Yelena hinged forward the next moment her fist aimed directly at Yvette's forehead. Just as Yelena thought her punch would knock Yvette down, the tables turned unexpectedly. Yvette stood her ground and effortlessly raised a hand to block Yelena's punch.

With a swift kick to Yelena's waist, Yvette sent her flying into the fountain like a discarded rag doll, accompanied by at resounding slap.

Water splashed everywhere as Yelena struggled to stand in the fountain. Her soaked clothes revealed everything underneath.

The wind blew gently, and the world seemed to pause for a moment. Yelena trembled, frozen in place. She stared wide-eyed at Yvette, who stood there with her hands in her pockets. Yvette's face was devoid of expression.

"Y-You know combat skills? Are you an ancient combat artist? Yelena stammered in shock. She had never imagined that Yvette was one of the rare ancient combat artists. Fear began to creep into her heart, for she knew well what they were capable of No wonder Mr. Chavez is captivated by this woman,' she thought

Yvette stood at the edge of the fountain, lifting her eyelids lazily Her exquisite features betrayed no emotion, and she had no intention of answering Yelena's questions.

Instead, Yvette bent down, picked up a nearby hose, and turned on the valve. The next moment, a powerful jet of water sprayed from the nozzle. A sly smile played on Yvette's lips as she aimed the hose at Yelena.

She said in a mocking tone, "No need to thank me. I'm giving you a free brainwash today."

Before Yelena could react, the high-pressure water hit her squarely, knocking her back into the fountain. She refused to surrender and glared at Yvette fiercely instead.

Repeated attempts to stand were met with the same result, leaving her drenched, exhausted, and utterly humiliated. Her face was as pale as chalk.

When Yvette finally turned off the water and dropped the hose, helena was disheveled. She trembled as she muttered, "You vile woman! If Mr. Chavez knew what kind of person you truly are, he would regret ever meeting your

Yvette stood with her hands in her pockets, exuding a strong presence with a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes. The intensity of her demeanor made Yelena swallow the words she was about to speak.

Yvette remained composed, her commanding presence causing Yelena to falter mid-sentence. Yvette pulled a handkerchief from her pocket and carefully wiped her hands. Yelena immediately recognized it as Jeremiah's handkerchief.

The embroidered dragon pattern on the handkerchief was a custom design exclusive to the Chavez family.

Yelena was soaked to the skin and clenched her teeth. The sight of the handkerchief felt like a heavy blow. How could this happen overnight? Mr. Chavez even gave this woman his handkerchief. What exactly happened between them last night?" she pondered. Yelena did not dare let her thoughts go any further. Her head throbbed painfully as she stared at the handkerchief,

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intense jealousy. Her eyes were

Jeremiah and his entourage, which included Emmett, Chris, and Frankie, who had just

unfolded right in front of Jeremiah, Emmett, and the two others. They walked straight up

shifted to the soaked Yelena, who was like a drowned rat. He instantly furrowed his brows, and his gaze turned cold. Jeremiah's gaze swept over Yelena briefly before settling on Yvette. He reached

in an indifferent, lazy tone, "Get her out

now.

and replied without hesitation, "All right? A single glance at Emmett was enough to convey

had expected. She wondered, 'Why didn't Mr. Chayez give me a chance to

indifferent after all I've endured? Why doesn't anyone ask what happened? Why

over to the dazed Yelena and pulled her soaked

and Chris stared at Yelena in shock, their bodies tense. They thought, 'Does she think she can sow discord between Mr. Chavez and Yve? How clueless would someone have

without speaking, Mr. Chavez and Yvette always know each other's thoughts and plans. No one in the world can come between them now. Yet, some always insist on

you'd protect me! You're a major general in Clusia-how can you

How can you turn a blind eye to her cruelty? How

you think

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indifferent expression. Coldly, she said, "Do your parents even know how clueless you are?" Yelena's face flushed even redder upon hearing Yvette's words, and a fierce glint flashed in her eyes. With no one around, she was determined to teach Yvette-who had

eyes filled with contempt. As expected. Yelena hinged forward the next moment her fist

sent her flying into the fountain like a discarded rag doll, accompanied by at resounding

Yelena struggled to stand in the fountain. Her soaked

gently, and the world seemed to pause for a moment. Yelena trembled, frozen in place. She stared wide-eyed at Yvette,

She had never imagined that Yvette was one of the rare ancient combat artists. Fear began to creep into her heart, for she knew well what they were capable of No wonder

the fountain, lifting her eyelids lazily Her exquisite

nearby hose, and turned on the valve. The next moment, a powerful jet of water sprayed from

need to thank me. I'm

her squarely, knocking her back into the fountain. She refused to surrender and glared at Yvette fiercely

met with the same result, leaving her drenched, exhausted, and utterly humiliated.

the hose, helena was disheveled. She trembled as she muttered, "You vile woman!

her hands in her pockets, exuding a strong presence with a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes. The intensity of her demeanor made Yelena swallow

mid-sentence. Yvette pulled a handkerchief from her pocket and carefully

on the handkerchief was a custom

to the skin and clenched her teeth. The sight of the handkerchief felt like a heavy blow. How could this happen overnight? Mr. Chavez even gave this woman his handkerchief. What exactly happened between them last night?" she pondered.

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