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

Dorion, cautious but ready, decided to attack first. Yvette, with a light frown, looked at him with a sharp and cold

stare. As Dorion rushed at her, she lazily glanced his way and said, “Fool”

Dorion was surprised by her words and hesitated. At that moment, Yvette pulled out a shiny silver gun from her

clothing. smiling playfully. While Dorion was confused, she pulled the trigger, and a buller hit his left leg. He fell

down, his face turning red, completely unprepared for such an unexpected move. Dorion thought, This is a

serious breach of fighting rules!”

Dragging his hurt leg. Dorion glared at Yvette, anger showing on his face, “You... you have no honor. How could

you u gun?”

Yvette laughed softly, a teasing smile on her lips. “Oh? Did | say | wouldn't use a gun? Why work hard when you

can solve things easily?”

Dorion was furious, holding his chest as he shook with rage. Just moments ago, she had faced many enemies

without a weapon, yet now he was shot down by her. Dorion thought, “How shameful

The onlookers were speechless.

After Dorion fell, Burley thought about escaping. Yvette glanced at Burley, making him shrink back in fear.

The crowd was stunned, trying to figure out how to explain the day they saw a beautiful woman take on the

powerful Tiger Head and leave them half-dead, or how they saw Dorion fall with just one shot from her. If they

hadn't seen it themselves, they would have thought it was a made-up story.

Sandor, trying to sneak away, suddenly felt the room go quiet. He turned to see Yvette looking at him with a

smirk. Terrified, he dropped to his knees, bowing his head. “Beautiful lady, | was wrong. Please spare me. | won't

do it again. | will never do anything bad again. If | do, may my whole family suffer.”

Yvette pointed her silver gun at his head, making Sandor wet himself in fear. The crowd recoiled in disgust,

covering their noses. Yvette casually put her gun away while Sandor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. She

then gestured to a chair

that had far away. Sandor hurried to get it, cleaning it with his sleeve and bowing deeply. “Lady, please sit. I've

made it clean for you.” The onlookers could hardly watch this display of flattery. They were seeing the fall of

Tiger Head, a powerful gang ruled for years, now brought low by an unknown woman

Yvette sat in the chair, crossing her legs and resting her chin on her hand, looking relaxed. “Go get your leader.

The Tiger Head should share both good and bad times. Don’t you agree?”

Sandor trembled as he looked back at Burley, who was cowering in a corner, then turned to Yvelle. “Can L?

Yvette’s pale fingers played with her gun, her voice low and teasing, “Hmm?”

With a bold decision, Sandor chose to betray Burley. Sandor approached Burley, tying him up with rope while

apologizing. “I'm so sorry, boss! | had no choice. That woman is dangerous. Please forgivethis once.”

Burley struggled but was too weak. Sandor worked hard to tie him up, even stuffing a cloth in his mouth to keep

him quiet. When Sandor returned to Yvette, he nervously asked, “Lady, do you have any more-orders?”

Yvette looked at Sandor, raising an eyebrow, still playful. “You did well. Keep it up next time.”

Sandor’s heart sank at her words, realizing he had sealed his fate He didn’t dare look back at Burley or Dorion,

forcing a smile that was more like a grimace as he backed away, the thought of escape now a distant dream.

Yvette lounged in her chair, her pale face showing a hint of coldness. She tilted her head towards the fallen

Dorion and laughed lightly. “Has your help not arrived yet?”

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Dorion gasped, his body tenge, momentarily forgetting his injury “How did you know | called for help? Why didn’t

you stop

Just moments ago, while Sandor got the chair. Dorion hail cretly sent a text for help, thinking he was being

sneaky But Yvette had seen through his plan and let him call for help. Dorion wondered, “Why? Does she really

fear nothing from Seventy-Two Chambers or the Goodman family? Doubts began to creep into Dorion’s mind

about whether he had angered- someone truly untouchable.

Yvette looked at Dorion with an unreadable expression, her eyes lear but slightly misty. Leaning back in her

chair, she said, “I need to get rid of the roots.”

Donon’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Yvette, his pain momentarily forgotten in confusion. Dorion

thought. “This is her plan? Can she really take down us?

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Yvette ignored Dorion’s reaction, took

out her phone, and started tapping

the screen. The familiar sounds of a

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speeghless eke anging confused

looks. The scene was strange: Burley

tied up in a corner, Dorion bleeding

on the floor, Sandor too scared to

look up, and group of beaten men

lying around, while the beautiful

woman sat calmly playing a game.

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After fifteen minutes, the bar's door

opened again, revealing a group of

armed men in blagk,clarly- of

; / ft ;

experiehodd fighters. They lined up,

each looking intimidating. As they

moved aside, a tall man in a trench

coat stepped into the light. The

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Burley, closest to the entrance, was

shocked to see the man

approaching. Burley trembled, his

face pale, He could afdly belipve |

thar poru dS would be this

person. After years in the chamber,

Burley had only seen Charles a few

times at big meetings. As for

Braydon, Burley had only caught a

glimpse of Braydon from far away

once, too scared to even look up. the

memory clear in his mind. The

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