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

[Did you guys hear? Yvette Zeller, the oldest daughter of the Chambers family is back. This is gonna be interesting.]
[Honestly, what difference does it make? Winona Chambers is already a well-known socialite in Seacrity. I heard that Richard
Griffin, the master oil painter, wants to train her as his apprentice. What chance does a country girl have against a lady!]
tract with the Carter family? Yvette was
[By the way, did you all forget that the Chambers family has a marriage promised to Victor Carter. When she went missing, the
opportunity shifted to Winona. But now that the original is back.. things are bound to get tense between the sisters]
[I totally agree. This is about to get exciting. Place your bets! Which of the Chambers sisters is going to win over Victor?
[Count me in! I bet one hundred fifty dollars]
[Me too! I’ll put up three hundred dollars!]
In a small farmyard in the countryside, two groups of assassins faced off. The numbers were about equal, and the air was thick
with tension-an unspoken danger loomed large.
In the center of the yard sat a girl in her early twenties. To call her beautiful would be an understatement-her looks made even
the most cold-hearted assassins take notice. Yet, her cool, commanding presence set her apart more.
She had her head slightly lowered, with her sleeves casually rolled up, revealing delicate wrists. In her hands, she held a potted

flower that looked ordinary, but anyone in the know would recognize it as the rare Rothschild’s Orchid, a prized possession
coveted by many nobles. She set it aside indifferently and lifted her head, showing no joy or sadness in her eyes. Her gaze
swept over the black-clad figures in the yard, causing them all to hold their breath. As professional killers, they felt an immediate
surge of danger and instinctively took defensive positions
Suddenly, a soft chuckle broke the tension. The girl, Yvette, relaxed her stance and stood casually. The menacing aura around
her vanished instantly, as if she had completely transformed. Tell Joe that I won’t be getting involved in matters in Ameria right
now,” she said.
The people on the left side couldn’t hide their excitement. They had traveled thousands of miles just to get reassurance from
Yvette. If things went south, their organization wouldn’t hesitate to punish them. They were veteran operatives who had infiltrated
dangerous territories and taken out high-ranking figures. But right now, their fates were in Yvette’s hands.. The men on the right

side felt like they had just received a death sentence. Their goals were the same, and the outcomes would also be alike. Now,
there was no way out for them.
Yvette noticed their despair and paused for a moment. Tell your boss, whatever happens in Afria, as long as he stays away of my
country, I won’t interfere. I’ve got better things to do.”
To Yvette, the two groups from Afria and Ameria were merely bored troublemakers, fighting over nothing for years. She was
finally on vacation and just wanted some peace.
The men on the right felt like they had just dodged a bullet, and the tension in the yard lightened a bit. The leaders from both

sides exchanged glances, a shared understanding passing between them as they said in unison, Thanks, Ms. Zeller” With their
questions answered, neither group stuck around
Even though they didn’t know much about Yvette, the fact that their bosses sent over a dozen top assassins from the two
continents spoke volumes. There was an air of mystery about her-they were seasoned hunters and killers, but here, they felt like
the prey, and she was the predator.
After sending away those troublemakers, Yvette packed her things into a black backpack. She set down the food she had
prepared and sat down in the garden to eat. Over the years, she had developed a routine of cooking for herself. There was no
rush, and before long, her plate was empty.
Just then, she heard footsteps and sofi murmurs approaching from outside the door. Right away, she recognized that they were
just two ordinary folks, without any internal energy. ‘Seems my guests have arrived, right on time, she thought.
Outside, Lucas Buckley and Tina Grant walked together, grumbling about the winding mountain path covered in chick and duck
droppings.
For Lucas, a butler in a noble family, it really was a tough gig. Although his lifestyle wasn’t as lavish as that of the Chambers
family, it was still relatively good compared to most. If it weren’t for Yvette, he wouldn’t have to suffer like this at his age.
Tina, a servant, was there only to gather intel for Winona. Now, seeing Lucas fuming, she couldn’t help but stoke the flames,
thinking getting on Lucas’ bad side would be a real headache for Yvette.
As Tina chatted away, Lucas went still suddenly, his expression shifting to something strange. Curious, Tina followed his gaze
and gasped in disbelief when she spotted Yvette.

This girl is too stunning, the two admired.
Yvette stood in the courtyard against the misty mountain, like a fairy who had accidentally wandered into the mortal realm, so
enchanting that neither of the two dared to meet her gaze.