Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Emmett glanced over at Jeremiah, his heart racing when he saw his smile. He had spent years working with Jeremiah and what really made him uneasy was when Jeremiah smiled.

Jeremiah casually played with Yvette’s hand and then looked up at Emmett who was driving. His voice was low and serious. “Pull over.”

Emmett immediately patted his chest, thinking, “Thank God, he just telling me to pull over, not jump out of the car. Honestly, if I kept eavesdropping, I would probably be sent to Atria!

Emmett quickly slammed on the brakes and put on a fake smile “You’re in charge, Jeremiah.” Without missing a beat, he opened the door.

Behind them, Charles saw the car in front pull over to the side of the road and immediately did the same. Samantha rolled down the window and saw Emmett getting out. She raised an eyebrow in confusion. “Why did Emmett suddenly stop? Did something happen?”

Eagle King calmly wiped his gun as if it were his prized possession. It was a new model and its firepower was insane. Eldoria was probably going to make a killing off these weapons.

Unlike Yvette, who had the pull to just get things handed to her, Eagle King wasn’t so lucky. He had to work for his connections, and there were limits to what he could secure.

Eagle King turned to Samantha. “Don’t worry. With Yvette here, nothing bad is gonna happen.”

By the time they finished talking, Emmett had already gotten into their car, and the car in front started up again, heading down the road.

Charles started his car and asked, “What happened? Why did you get out?”

Emmett looked awkward. “Jeremiah and Yvette are being all lovey–dovey, and I just can’t take it anymore,” he said, his tone carrying a hint of grievance.

Samantha chuckled. It was the first time she had seen Emmett like this. Watching Yvette and Jeremiah with their public displays of affection must have been enough to make anyone feel a little sick to their stomach.

Charles hadn’t expected that, and his face reddened slightly. He hadn’t realized Yvette could be so intense about romance. Eagle King put away his gun, observing their reactions with a nonchalant grin. “Relax.”

Back at the hotel, the manager Quinn immediately approached them with a deep bow and a respectful tone. “Ms. Zeller, your friends have reserved the entire hotel for a week and provided us with a check for 330 thousand dollars.

“Please take it back. If you find it too noisy, we won’t accept any other guests while you’re here, but please take the cheek back.”

Quinn spoke with deep respect. He had already consulted Mysonna headquarters that morning, and they had made it clear that someone like Yvette must be respected. They had instructed him to do everything he could to meet her needs and leave a good impression.

Quinn handed the check over with both hands, bowing deeply.

Yvette and Jeremiah exchanged a glance and raised an eyebrow. With an indifferent expression, she casually replied, “You can keep the check. We won’t stay long, and you’re free to take other guests.”

Quinn glanced at Yvette’s expression and saw no signs of hesitation. Only then did he finally relax. He thought that someone like her definitely wouldn’t like small talk and surely wouldn’t care about a check worth 330 thousand dollars.

Quinn was even more humble. “Alright, Ms. Zeller, we will accept this check. To ensure your peace and privacy, we will not be accepting any other guests. The entire hotel will be at your service.

Yvette casually slid her hands into her pockets, her posture relaxed and easy. She gave Quinn a brief look, then replied, “Okay.”

Quinn immediately stepped aside, watching as Yvette and her friends entered the elevator. The doorman, who was still new and clueless, leaned in and whispered, “Mr. Reese, who exactly is this Ms. Zeller? Why are you so respectful toward her?”

The doorman was new and knew nothing. The doorman who had been there before him had died on the night the Crimson Blades carried out the robbery.

Quinn’s eyes darkened, and he sighed deeply. Looking at the naive doorman, he said, “I don’t know who she is, but trust me, she’s someone neither you nor I can afford to cross.”

Once they had settled in, the servants quickly delivered a meticulously prepared feast. The entire hotel was now at the service of Yvette and her friends, and there were eighteen dishes in total, each made with the finest ingredients.

Samantha casually scooped up some caviar and immediately knew it had been airlifted in.

Charles looked over at Yvette and asked, “Everything’s wrapped up here. Are we heading back to Mysoǹna tomorrow?”

Yvette was lounging on the couch, chin resting in one hand as she fiddled with her phone, replying to Lucy’s messages. FastPulse Technologies had already decided to name their new game The Rise. The global launch event was scheduled for the 15th of next month, and it would be held at the Highland Hotel in Mysonna. If everything went well, Yvette would be there too.

Remembering her promise to Silas to help out at the lab for a week and train an intern, Yvette rubbed her forehead.

Lucy: [Boss, are you really not making an appearance?]

Lucy: [At least come to the launch event and witness it for yourself.]

Far away in Betrico, Lucy stared at her phone, praying Yvette would change her mind and take pity on her poor employee showing up at the event in person.

Yvette tapped on the screen with her slender fingers, sending Lucy a simple reply: [We’ll talk about it then.]Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

Yvette looked up at Charles and nodded. “Yeah, we’ll leave tomorrow.”

Eagle King, who had been quietly watching the flurry of messages on his phone, glanced back at Yvette. He couldn’t help but feel a little guilty.

Yvette gave Eagle King a cold glance. Seeing him quickly avert his eyes, she casually rested her hand on the armrest and said slowly, “Are you hiding something?”

Samantha, Emmett, Charles, and even Jeremiah who had just stepped in all turned to look at Eagle King.

Eagle King, already feeling guilty, immediately started rambling, “It’s not what you think… I swear, it’s that boy’s fault! He kept trying to get information out of me, bombarding me with messages, and I wasn’t trying to spill anything!

“You know how clever that kid is. He’s got a thousand tricks up his sleeve. I accidentally let something slip, and the next thing I knew, I told him the name of our hotel. It wasn’t on purpose, I swear!”

Eagle King’s explanation left everyone stunned. They thought, ‘What the heck was he even talking about? And who was this boy he kept mentioning?‘

Jeremiah calmly walked over to the couch and handed Yvette her milkshake. As he gently squeezed her fingers, he asked in a