Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

The next day, at the Chambers residence, Lucas was waiting downstairs for Yvette. Today was the day to visit the Chambers Group.

Following Zachary’s instructions yesterday, everyone in the company knew that the young lady would be visiting today, and who knew what kind of buzz might be at the office.

Zachary certainly knew how to enjoy his free time. He went off to the countryside to grow flowers, completely handing over such a large company to the young lady. Lucas thought it was unfair that Zachary didn’t take him along for the getaway.

While Lucas was lost in thought, Yvette came down from upstairs. As soon as he heard footsteps, Lucas immediately stood at attention, adjusting the wrinkles on his suit since he had made sure to dress neatly that day.

After all, he didn’t want to embarrass himself standing next to Yvette.

When Lucas looked up, his smile froze. Yvette was coming down the stairs unhurriedly in a dark tracksuit with cartoon patterns, and it made his head spin.

He thought, ‘Could Yvette plan to wear that to the office? Absolutely not.‘ Lucas could only try to hypnotize himself with such thoughts, but moments later, Yvette was standing right in front of him.

After a pause, taking her time, she glanced at Lucas‘ outfit, then at his face, and casually asked, “Are you going on a date?”

Lucas felt embarrassed. At his age, the idea of dating was ridiculous. Yvette was teasing him. Lucas quickly denied it, waving his hands dismissively.

He then said, “Ms. Zeller, please don’t joke about that. I’m too old for blind dates. For the next seven days, I’ll stay by your side, just let me know if you need anything.”

Yvette nodded slightly. “Okay, let’s go.”

Lucas paused for a moment, following Yvette. He was caught in thought and eventually asked just before they got into the car, “Ms. Zeller, are you planning to wear just that?

“There’s a board meeting today, and I’m worried the board members might have comments about your outfit.”

Yvette gave a slight smile, with her hands in her pockets, and slowly asked a question that left Lucas speechless and stunned, “Can they take a punch?”

Lucas nodded. He wasn’t sure if they could take a hit, but they definitely couldn’t handle one from Yvette.

In the car, Lucas watched Yvette as she relaxed in her seat with her eyes closed, resting. He silently prayed for the Chambers Group executives, hoping nothing would happen to them from provoking her, knowing Yvette’s temper could easily lead to a disaster.

At the entrance of Chambers Group’s landmark building in Seacrity, the entire 30–plus floors belonged to the Chambers Group.

Zoe looked at the resume in her hand, then her empty left leg with only a mechanical prosthetic visible. Normally, it wasn’t noticeable under a skirt. Gazing up at the tall skyscrapers, she appeared timid, her palms sweating.

After standing for a good half hour, she finally gathered the courage to walk into the Chambers Group.

As soon as Yvette and Lucas got out of the car, the manager, who was already waiting at the Chambers Group entrance, rushed over with a group of people, bowing deeply at ninety degrees with a respectful demeanor.

He then said, “Hello, Ms. Zeller. I’m Jackson, the manager of the promotional planning department.”

“Nice to see you, Ms. Zeller.“,

“Nice to meet you, Ms. Zeller.”

Yvette nodded at the sharply dressed man. She exuded a cool and aloof vibe, with a strong aura that warned others to keep their distance.

Jackson felt a wave of nervousness. She was the future head of the Chambers Group and known as the “Goddess” who had represented the country and triumphed over Ybaulla. It was also rumored that she was an internationally renowned artist.

Any one of these achievements could easily outshine ordinary people. If he could catch her eye, it would be like striking gold and rapidly achieving success.

In the private elevator, Lucas was surprised when he heard Yvette say she wanted to go around on her own. Then he said, “Ms. Zeller, are you planning to inspect the company? It might be easier if I come with you.”

Yvette casually said, “No need, you can wait for me on the top floor.”

Lucas nodded, knowing that at Chambers Group, even if Yvette caused a stir, it wouldn’t be a problem..

On the tenth floor, it was the Chambers Group’s recruitment day. Women dressed in elegant and stylish attire kept arriving on the tenth floor, with the whole level bustling with interviewees from diverse backgrounds and experiences.

Zoe sat in a corner, holding her number. She was number 36, and number 20 just got in. She guessed she’d need to wait a while, with over fifty people lined up behind her.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

It was no surprise that everyone was vying for a spot at Chambers Group here in Seacrity. It was tougher to get into than working in the government.

Zoe clutched her resume tightly, continuously cheering herself on in her mind.

Not far away, a woman in high heels and a designer suit noticed Zoe, her look unfriendly.

The woman thought, ‘An illegitimate daughter with a limp was trying to interview at Chambers Group? How absurd. Does she think this place takes in just anyone off the street?‘

This woman was none other than Zoe’s half–sister, Vivian. She was also here for an interview today, coincidentally for the same position.

Vivian walked over in her high heels. She looked down, pretending not to notice Zoe, and gave her a casual push. Caught by surprise, Zoe awkwardly fell to the ground, her resume papers scattering everywhere.

The scene caught the attention of everyone else waiting for the interview. Suddenly, all eyes were on Zoe, who was sprawled on the floor.

A gasp came from the crowd. “Look, she doesn’t have a left leg.”

“Why is someone with a disability even here for an interview? That’s just ridiculous.”

“Having a disabled person work at the Chambers Group would be inconvenient. I don’t want to work with someone who would be a hassle.”

Lagree. People with disabilities tend to have issues, and I’m sure working with them would be difficult.”

People kept talking.

Vivian stood on the side as the ringleader, hiding in the crowd and watching the drama unfold. She saw Zoe desperately clutching her left leg, looking panicked and flustered.

Filled with malice, she thought, ‘Serves her right. Who told her to come and ruin the interviews?‘

Even without looking up, Zoe could feel the unusual stares around her. She could clearly hear every word of their whispers. In distress, she covered her ears to block them out, but it was no use.

She thought, ‘I have worked so hard, yet why is it still not enough? Why couldn’t I face the crowd confidently?‘ In her daze, she caught sight of Vivian’s malicious face in the crowd.

She gritted her teeth but didn’t even have the strength to stand up, left to endure the pointing and gossip.

Just when Zoe was losing hope, she heard a familiar voice. “Get up.”

Though the words were soft, they somehow calmed Zoe’s heart. She mustered the strength to lift her head and saw the girl who had helped her on the bus yesterday.

Though the girl was wearing a baseball cap, Zoe, naturally sensitive to voices, couldn’t forget the voice she heard. Yes, it was undeniably her.

The noisy crowd instantly quieted down. Due to Yvette’s presence, wherever she went, people automatically moved aside to make way for her.

Yvette, wearing a black baseball cap, walked unhurriedly to Zoe’s side. Her expression was icy, with her delicate features slightly raised. When she noticed Zoe’s mechanical prosthetic leg, her expression didn’t change at all.

With her hands in her pockets, she said, “This little gadget is pretty cool.”

Everyone there was stunned. The comment “This little gadget is pretty cool” caught everyone by surprise.

Zoe’s eyes widened. For the first time, she didn’t see fear, disdain, or curiosity in someone else’s eyes. It was as if it was just another ordinary thing.

Yvette lowered her eyes, looking at Zoe with a gaze that grew more intense. Her voice was cold and without any warmth, “Get up on your own.”

Zoe was taken aback but seemed to regain a bit of strength. She braced her legs and stood up shakily. Her voice quivered with a sobbing tone, “I’m sorry for letting you see me like this again.”