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

Yvette gave a casual glance at Jacobs, whose body was stiff. She pursed her lips and smiled, Just make sure to protect my man from now on.’

Jacob nodded awkwardly and looked at Yvette’s man, who was grinning smugly.

Jacob thought. Does Jeremiah even need protection? Ms. Zeller frally thinks a lot of me!

In the bustling airport, Jeremiah wore a white shirt and black dress pants, showing a bit of his collarbone, giving off a restrained charm. He also looked intimidating and others kept their distance from him.

He gently squeezed Wette’s hand. In his dark eyes, only her reflection was visible. Lowering his voice, he asked. “You won’t come home with me?”

Casually lifting her head and tilting it slightly, Yvette looked at jeremiah seriously.

They stood very close and could feel each other’s breath, looking intimate. “Yeah, I still have things to deal with here,” Yvette said

At this moment. Jeremiah looked a bit pitiful.

Yvette broke into a smile, “Stop acting. You are not a good actor.

Jeremiah didn’t know what to say, then gave a helpless smile. Playing the pitiful card wasn’t going to work for Yvette. Im not pretending. I am sad. Do you know how hard it is to get a girlfriend for the first time at thirty?”

At that moment, Emmett, Bruce, Chris, and Frankie pretended not to hear that. They thought, ‘Mr. Chavez is so cunning that he even learns to act in front of Yvette. Why does it feel a bit weird?”

Yvette squeezed Jeremiah’s wrist, a playful look in her eyes. “Take care. Goodbye.”

The four of them behind almost started clapping their hands. They thought, It doesn’t work on Yve.”

After Jeremiah left, Emmett drove the car. Yvette sat in the front seat, and Frankie along with others was in the back.

Yvette curled up on the seat, her hat covering most of her face, leaving only her chin visible. She was playing a game on her phone, and soon the sound of winning played.

Frankie glanced over but couldn’t see what game Yvette was playing; all he could see was the words “FastPulse Technologies”

on the screen.

“Ms. Zeller, what game are you playing? I’ve never seen it before. Is it something new from FastPulse Technologies?” Frankie asked

Yvette turned off her phone and put it back in her pocket, resting her hand on the car window. She replied, “Yeah, but it’s not available yet. It’ll be released later this year.”

Frankie scratched his head. “FastPulse Technologies is releasing a new online game later this year? How come I didn’t know about this? I’m a gamer and haven’t seen any announcement from them. Maybe I’ve been too busy to notice. But Ms. Zeller, how did you get access to the beta test? Usually, FastPulse does internal testing and doesn’t let outsiders participate.”

Chris, who usually spent most of his time training, didn’t pay much attention to games. Hearing what Frankie said, he chimed in. “What’s so strange about that? Maybe Yve is just really good at games, so FastPulse Technologies thought she was a good fit for the beta test and sent it to her.”

Frankie couldn’t think of a better explanation. He figured Chris was right; otherwise, he really couldn’t understand why the world’s biggest game company would be connected with Ms. Zeller.

While driving, Emmett-looked serious as if he had something his mind.

Bruce immediately noticed that Emmett seemed in a bad mood so he asked, “What’s wrong? Ever since we left the airport, you’ve seemed preoccupied

Emmett thought for a moment and then shared his worries. Tafraid it won’t he long before we have a confrontation with the Goodman family”

Everyone in the car knew exactly who Emmett was talking about–the Goodman family, who had controlled Mysonna’s underground mafia group for nearly two decades. They were unileniably the top mafia family.

Bruce fell into silence.

Frankie blurted out. “What’s the big deal? If Mr. Chavez uses his people, how will the Goodman family deal with them? It’s not certain who would win.”

The car fell into silence after Frankie just finished speaking.

Bruce, Chris, and Emmett all stared at him with disapproving looks. They thought, This fool. Mr. Chavez clearly isn’t ready to reveal his hidden power to Yve, and now it is being blurted our so openly!

Yvette rested her wrist on the car window, casually tapping her fingers. She closed her eyes as if she didn’t hear Frankie’s words.

Everyone else kept silent and thought, ‘Some things are better left for Mr. Chavez to discuss with Yve himself!

The atmosphere in the car became increasingly awkward. Frankie realized he had said something inappropriate and tried to lighten the mood. “Why are you staying in Mysonna, Ms. Zeller?”

Yvette opened her eyes. Her expression changed as she took out a piece of vanilla toffee, unwrapped it, and put it in her mouth. Her face looked both captivating and rebellious. “To kill someone,” she said.

Frankie dramatically exclaimed, “Come on, Ms. Zeller. Stop joking. Do you really have any enemies here”

Bruce and Chris also looked at Yvette ahead.

After spending these days in the rain forest, they had come to see Yvette as one of their own. Her enemies were theirs too, and if she ever had any, they’d help without hesitation

Yvette stared out the car window with a blank expression. She moved her fingers slightly. “No enemies, she replied. After saying that, she closed her eyes, clearly not wanting to say more. The others took the hint and stayed quiet.

They really don’t need to worry much. Yve’s way of dealing with Eban proved her ability and cruelty

There was a place in the eastern of Mysonna that everyone knew to avoid at all costs–the Goodman family’s private estate. This place was home to the Goodman family, the leading underground mafia family in Mysonna, and was known by many as a death trap.

Rumor had it that countless bodies were carried out of here every day. Many bodies were completely unrecognizable and had missing limbs. Their deaths were extremely brutal. But it was also a place that many people in the underworld dream of reaching-

Anyone who got involved with the Goodman family was set for a life of privilege and luxury. The lure of fame, status, and power was so strong that many rushed in, only to find themselves in ruin.

In recent years, the underground operations of the Goodman family had been led by Braydon, the second son of the Goodman family, Braydon was a man feared by all in Mysonna’s criminal world.

Five years ago, when Braydon took over the Goodman family, the first thing he did was lead his crew to eliminate all the old officers his father left behind in one night; most of them opposed his rise, and some even attempted to assassinate him, but none succeeded

Braydon, with swift and decisive action, executed all his opponents and spent the next six months consolidating all of the Goodman family’s underground power under his control.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Rumors said Braydon was a ruthless killer. Braydon’s ruthless methods made him famous across Mysonna, and he was also well-known for his lack of interest in women.

Even before Braydon took over the Goodman family, people constantly sent women his way. The fate of those who brought women to him, and the women themselves, was often tragic. Alter Braydon took charge of the Goodman family, some people still foolishly tried to offer him women. However, by the next day, the person vanished in Mysonna, leaving no trace behind, not even his body.

Over time, no one in Mysonna’s underworld dared to do it again because nobody wanted to mysteriously disappear.

Rumors once circulated from the servants at the Goodman family villa. Braydon often stared at an empty photo frame late at night, as though lost in thought. The whole thing was incredibly bizarre. But in the last two years, no one dared to send women to Braydon anymore; some even speculated that he might prefer men.