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

Chapter 702

Camden panicked when he heard Jeremiah's words. In Betrico, Jeremiah was known as the Living Reaper. "Yelena was wrong, Mr. Chavez and Ms. Zeller. I was wrong and our family was wrong. We'll give up everything," he pleaded. "Please, let's settle this peacefully. I'll agree to whatever you want. If you're still angry, take my life instead. I'm begging you, please spare her. She's still so young. Please, just this once," Camden added.

Camden, a figure of authority, was now in utter despair. His tears flowed uncontrollably. At that moment, he was nothing but a broken father, humbled beyond measure.

From the reflection in the mirror, Yelena saw Camden pleading. The sight jolted her from her daze. For the first time, she cried regretfully. Trembling, she rose to her feet. "Dad, stop begging. It's my fault. I'll face whatever comes next." Yelena glanced at Yvette and Jeremiah. Her gaze only lingered on Jeremiah for a second. Years of obsession shattered instantly, leaving behind a woman who, for once, carried a semblance of dignity.

She turned to Yvette and declared, "I'll take responsibility for my actions, and bear whatever consequences that follow."

Camden shook his head frantically. "No, Yelena. No! Mr. Chavez, Ms. Zeller, I'm begging you, Yelena knows she was wrong." Everyone watched the scene unfold while sighing inwardly. 'If only she'd known better,' they thought. Yelena had single-handedly destroyed her bright future. Some wondered whether Yvette might relent and show mercy given Camden's heartfelt plea.

Once again, all eyes turned to Yvette. Emmett's gaze swept over the crowd-he could tell what they were speculating. Mercy? That word doesn't exist in Yvette's world,' he thought.

With her hands in her pockets, Yvette raised her eyelids slightly, her half-lidded gaze locking onto the pair before her. Her brows were arched and her expression was icy as she said, "Ten years."

The room fell into stunned silence. 'Ten years? What does Yvette mean by that?'

y wondered.

Everyone seemed confused-except Jeremiah. At Yvette's words, his gaze darkened; it was ice-cold and razor-sharp. The military uniform only amplified his unyielding aura. "Okay," he said. Yvette and Jeremiah's exchange left the others baffled, trapped in a haze of uncertainty.

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and chuckled bitterly as she thought, 'What a fool I was. How could I

behind him. With an expressionless face, he ordered coldly, "Take Yelena to the First Military District prison. Transfer her to Betrico Prison

with disbelief as they thought, "Ten years? That's harsh.

mind went blank. He collapsed to the ground. His pupils were wide with shock, his body trembled, and his face

you must imprison someone, imprison me. She's so young-this is the best time of her life.

chord with many in the conference room. Meanwhile, Yvette stood motionless, her gaze dark and cold as

before speaking. "Mr. Chavez and Ms. Zeller, it seems they truly regret their actions Isn't the ten-year punishment too harsh?

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gaze swept over the crowd before landing on the man who had dared to plead. One look from him, and the man felt a cold sweat break out on his back. Yvette slowly walked to the chair at the head of the table and sat down, a

slumped back into the chair at Yvette's response. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, terrified to speak another word. The room fell

too

gaze was enough to keep anyone in check. No one was foolish enough

Her fingers lightly tapped the table in rhythmic succession. Her posture was lazy and unbothered, exuding an almost

cut through the silence. "I have this quirk. Perhaps you don't know it." Behind her, Emmett's lips twitched. He could

but the weight of her words froze everyone in place. Standing powerless, Yelena could only lower her head in despair. She had already

had the tables been turned. Yelena would rather die than spend ten years locked away in

room, her sharp gaze taking in every reaction. Her eyes narrowed when her gaze landed on Tim,