Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Yvette looked out at the lawn while the staff from the Chavez family’s old manor were busily trimming the bushes. The flowers are blooming in vibrant competition, especially stunning.

Yvette casually slipped one hand into her pocket, her posture relaxed, her gaze deep and calm. Her voice was low, hoarse, and icy. “Since when do I have to tell you the reason for what I did?”

On the other end of the line, Terry instantly sensed danger, a chill running down his spine. He paused, realizing he’d asked a question he shouldn’t have asked.

Yvette’s temper was never known to be good. Terry nervously said, “I’m sorry. I overstepped, my dear Yvette.”

Yvette lowered her eyes, casually saying, “Let it not happen again.”

Terry immediately promised. “Don’t worry. Unless I have a death wish, I won’t cross the line again.”

After hearing Yvette’s words, Terry finally felt relieved. Valuing his life, he knew better than to anger her, or he might die at any time.

Yvette’s elusive nature and ruthless tactics had always left a mark on him. Even now, in the international prison, all the leaders and mob bosses were terrified of her name.

Terry was worried that if Yvette was indeed helping Clusia, she could pose a threat to Mysonna, so his remarks today were also a way of testing her intentions. However, he did forget that Yvette was not someone he could just test whenever he pleased.

In the Mysonna Interpol Building, after hanging up, Terry was still somewhat startled by Yvette’s attitude.

It took Terry a few minutes to finally calm down. After much consideration, he decided to call the President. After all, Yvette’s appearance was a significant event for the President, who had been searching for this influential figure for quite some time. Now that Yvette finally showed up, Terry had to report it immediately.

In the office of Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Clifford and his team were having a meeting, and they had already received precise information. If Ybaulla wanted Interpol to release Robin and Malcolm, they must.publicly apologize to Clusia. Interpol’s tough stance was something Clifford hadn’t expected.

He had a vague feeling. Perhaps this matter was closely related to Yvette. It felt like something she would do.

A middle–aged man stood up from his chair and said, “Mr. Chavez, with Ybaulla being pressured like this by Interpol, do you think Kyle will apologize publicly?”

Another man in his forties, wearing a black suit, heard this from below. He thought about it for a few seconds. “I think he will. If Kyle doesn’t apologize publicly, it will cause a significant loss to their country. I’ve heard the Jenkins family is asking Kyle to ensure Robin returns safely.”

A very dignified and elegant middle–aged woman was seated below. She nodded in agreement. “Lagree with you. Their government is unstable, and the Jenkins family is very powerful there. If Kyle doesn’t save Robin, he will have a hard time.”

Clifford heard the conversation below and calmly took a sip of water. “No need to argue anymore. We’ll know this afternoon, won’t we? For now, all we can do is wait and see.”

Clifford lowered his gaze, certain that Kyle would apologize. As expected, in the afternoon, in an emergency press conference, Ybaulla provided a detailed report on what had happened at the café yesterday and publicly apologized to Clusia. They expressed that their inappropriate remarks and actions had an adverse impact on Clusia, and they promised to actively cooperate with Interpol to uncover the truth.

Meanwhile, Clusia also held a press conference. They clearly explained the incident from yesterday and specifically disclosed that Yvette was an Interpol officer.

Major media outlets and social media accounts started prominently sharing the news. “Goddess of Clusia is an Interpol officer.” This piece of news went viral. It even caused the websites to crash for over ten minutes due to the large number of visitors.

[Oh my! Goddess of Clusia is actually an Interpol officer? Is it the Interpol I’m thinking about?]

[What else could it be? I used to think Goddess needed to be protected, but now, I’d better let her protect me.]

[Hey, count me in. I need her protection too.]

[I have to say, Goddess’s fighting skills are impressive. She’s my new idol, truly amazing.]

[Watching her take down that shameless Robin is so satisfying.]

[Turns out Goddess is an Interpol officer, so, of course, she’s not afraid of anything. That’s the source of her confidence. I love her!]

[Goddess is amazing! Even Ybaulla has apologized. This is historic, finally breaking their stubborn tradition.]

[Yeah. Thinking of the past and the older folks who couldn’t live to see an apology from Ybaulla, I want to cry.]

[We all understand what you’re saying. If those elders knew Ybaulla apologized today, wouldn’t they be thrilled? They’re surely watching this from heaven.]

I’m crying my heart out. We totally get it.]

The Internet was flooded with news about Ybaulla’s apology and Yvette being an Interpol officer. They were taking over headlines across global media and websites. However, the photos only showed a blurry shot of Yvette’s back, no front view.

That was because last night, any clear images of her face were completely deleted, leaving no traces.

Experienced journalists knew what this meant. They couldn’t afford to offend some big names, so they swapped in blurry shots. After all, the news content was what really mattered.

Clifford was sitting in his office. He had just returned from the press conference, and the outcome was truly satisfying.

Not only that, the contract between the two countries was almost finalized. Ybaulla didn’t gain any benefit at all. Finally, it was all settled, and now only the competition was left to deal with.

In the Carter residence in Seacrity, Winona’s days had been far from good. Even though she was namely the young lady of the Carter family, in reality, that was not how things were.

Victor was always out partying with different women and rarely came home. Just in this week, she received several taunting messages from different women.

Winona caused a scene before. But it was as if Victor had become a completely different person, and he didn’t care at all. There was even a time when she saw hatred and the intent to kill in Victor’s eyes, and after that, she didn’t dare make a fuss, fearing he might go crazy.

Though Robert had usually been indulging her, as time passed, he didn’t find her as exciting as before and he often didn’t come home now.

In the Carter family, only Yulia still listened to her, but it was because of the child she was expecting.

Lately, Victor even confiscated Winona’s phone and forbade her from contacting the outside world. Robert was sent abroad by Claude on business, leaving Winona completely isolated and ignored.

Feeling weighed down by worries, Yulia placed the freshly prepared milk in front of Winona, lost in her thought.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only