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

Bonnie stared at Andrew, hiccupping through her sobs. Her face turned red, and Andrew gently flicked her forehead. "Stop crying, or you'll end up looking like a little kitten with streaks on your face. Bonnie obediently nodded.

The two of them completely ignored Robert and Victor, who were standing nearby, Robert, hearing Andrew's words, was taken aback. He mustered his courage and said to Andrew, "Hey, why are you making such a big deal out of this? It's just a little argument between girls.

Andrew turned his head, naturally shielding Bonnie behind him. He looked at Robert with a cold, sharp gaze. "You better tell Winona to stop causing trouble. Otherwise, I don't care if she's pregnant or not. I'm not a nice guy, and if anyone messes with my girl, they'll regret it. Got it?" Robert, already feeling intimidated by Jeremiah's presence, was even more scared by Andrew's words. He edged closer to Victor. Victor watched the scene with a sarcastic look. He knew better than to provoke someone who Wyatt referred to as "Mr. Chavez without fully understanding his background.

Jeremiah stood in the hall, his face a mask of coldness. His jet-black, straight hair, sharply angled eyebrows, piercing blue eves, firm lips, and chiseled features made him a striking figure. The police officers present also recognized him. They had seen him before, wearing a formal military uniform, and they knew his ideritity was not something to be casually mentioned This man had arrived in a proper military uniform, and the police officers on duty that day naturally recognized him. However, they also knew that his identity was not something to be casually revealed.

The officer who had been talking to Robert hesitated for a moment before approaching again. His attitude had completely changed; he bowed slightly, looking at Jeremiah with a mix of respect and admiration. "Good afternoon, sir. Are you here about the gun incident? Mr. Chappell is personally conducting the interrogation. Would you liketo call him out?" The sudden change in the officer's demeanor left the other people in the lobby quite surprised. Victor's face tightened, and just as the words were spoken, the door to the interrogation room opened. Andrew cout, leading Bonnie to Jeremiah's side. In the distance, Robert and Victor looked visibly uncomfortable.

The person who emerged was Zane. Zane was holding sdocuments and hurriedly left the interrogation room to verify their authenticity. As he stepped out, he saw Jeremiah, Andrew, and Bonnie standing there. He quickly quickened his pace, approaching Jeremiah and bowing slightly, even more respectfully than the officer. “Mr. Chavez Jeremiah glanced at the documents in Zane's hand, which were held backward, making the text unreadable. He frowned. "Where is she?" Zane, of course, knew exactly who Jeremiah was asking about. He answered respectfully, "Mr. Chavez, she's in the interrogation room." Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a cold aura emanating from Jeremiah. A chill ran up his spine. Reading people and situations was his forte; otherwise, he wouldn't have climbed from a lowly police officer to his current position.

"Did you say she's in the interrogation room?" Jeremiah asked, his voice cold and sharp.

Zane quickly explained, fearing that if he didn't, he might freeze under Jeremiah's gaze. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. “Mr. Chavez, it was Ms. Zeller who requested to be questioned. She wanted to avoid any trouble for us. But don't worry, it's just a routine questioning, nothing out of the ordinary The icy coldness emanating from Jeremiah dissipated significantly. Zane let out a deep breath, feeling the tension in his mind ease. No wonder he's the only major general in Clusia who has participated in overseas defense missions. When he gets angry, it's not something anyone can handle, Zane thought.

Jeremiah spoke succinctly, "I'm taking the person with me. Someone will handle the follow-up." Zane gripped the black document in his hand, hesitating for a few seconds before looking at Jeremiah with a complex Expression. "Mr. Chavez, maybe... maybe this matter doesn't need your involvement anymore," He then handed the black document to Jeremiah with both hands.

Jeremiah took it and, upon seeing the words on the document, his brows furrowed. Even someone as calm as Jeremiah was slightly surprised, though the surprise quickly faded, and he didn't lose his composure like Zane and the others. "Go ahead." he said.

Zane nodded. 'I know that everyone in that organization has a unique code, and Jeremiah must know it too. I remember Wyatt mentioning that the organization once tried to recruit Mr. Chavez, but he refused. It's quite a coincidence that while Mr. Chavez didn't join, Yvette is a member, Zane thought.

Jeremiah closed the document and handed it back to Zane. Zare took the document and walked out. He still needed to contact higher-ups to verify the authenticity of the document.

Robert saw Zane and quickly moved to intercept him. Ever since Zane had taken office, the Carter family had tried every possible method to win him over. They had offered money and other incentives, but Zane remained impervious. In the end, they had given up on this connection and sought other avenues.

Robert, lacking in social acumen, only thought about getting Zane to take their side for Winona. Victor, however, stayed put. Though he hadn't heard the exact conversation between Zane and Jeremiah, Zane's extremely respectful and even humble attitude made it clear that this was not a situation to meddle with. 'My dad must have lost his mind to think about stepping in for Winona, Victor thought.

Robert plastered a smile on his face. "Mr. Chappell, I didn't expect you to be personally handling this gun case." Zane stopped in his tracks. Who is so clueless as to stopwhen I'm in such a hurry?' he thought. When he recognized Robert, his expression softened slightly. Although the Carter family's gifts had been repeatedly rejected, they still held significant influence in Seacrity, and srespect was due.

Zane maintained a cold and distant tone. "Hello, Mr. Carter.

Robert glanced around, particularly at the group where Jeremiah was standing, with a smug look on his fore. Unfortunately, no one seemed to notice his attempt to show off. Jeremiah and the others didn't even spare him a glance. Trying to show off in front of these people is just embarrassing, Zane thought

Zane noticed Robert staring at Jeremiah's group, still looking pleased with himself. He found it rather strange. What is his problem? Why is he staring like that? If he has something to say, why doesn't he just say it? Does he think I have all day to play along with him? Zane thought. Zane's tone grew serious. "Mr. Carter, do you have something to discuss? If it's not urgent, please cback later."

Robert, clearly oblivious to Zane's growing impatience, continued to make small talk. Victor steppedm forward, interrupting him. "Mr. Chappell, I'm Victor Carter. The person who fainted during the gun incident today is my fiancée, Winona. I cto the police station to find out how this matter will be handled." Zane didn't expect this reaction. He paused for a moment, and has expression becless cordial. Why did Yvette shoot Winona specifically? There must be something more to this that I don't know about.

Zane's voice turned icy. "Hello, Mr. Carter. This matter is still under investigation. Since you are a family member of the involved party, you can wait here. If there are no further issues, we should have a resolution within an hour or so." Ads by Pubfuture