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

Chapter 548 Yvette smirked as she watched Jeremiah from behind. Her gaze hifted to Oliver, who was sprawled on the floor after his fall. "It's tto replace it." Oliver thought he'd just been unlucky with a faulty chair. Natury, he had no idea Frankie had custom-ordered the solid wood chair which was worth a few thousand dollars from lugrea Joe sat cross-legged, not sparing Oliver a second glance, "How could the Yoder family end up with such a fool who'd continue to be kind to the person who betrayed him?' he thought. After breakfast, everyone moved to the living room. Frankie and Oliver were completely engrossed in a mobile game, the others quietly enjoyed their coffee.

while Joe set down his coffee cup and hesitated momentarily before deciding to share what he knew. "Yvette, there's news about Braydon." The moment he spoke, Jeremiah shot him a sharp look. Joe instantly regretted bringing it up.

Yvelle'sion remained calm as she peeled an orange leisurely. She lifted her gaze. "Hmm?" Joe wasn't aware that Yvette had already crossed paths with Braydon on Dead Street.

"Yvette, something's off with Braydon. People are saying he's been holed up for days without eating or drinking, looking completely wrecked. The underworld is stirring, everyone's itching to grab a piece of his turf," said Joe. "Seventy-Two Chambers is keeping things in check for now, but smaller gangs are already causing trouble. If Braydon doesn't cout soon to take charge, the underworld of Mysonra could fall into chaos, Joe added. Although the Yoder family had left the underworld, in Mysonna, the lines between legal and illegal dealings were always intertwined. To say they had no influence at all would be unrealistic.

Joe couldn't help but wonder, 'How can Braydon, who's typically ruthless and decisive, suddenly collapse like this and shut himself away? Something's definitely off. Yvette's the only person who can push Braydon into such despair. His obsession with her has long becan incurable madness.

Yvette lounged on the couch, popping an orange wedge into her mouth. Her unreadable gaze showed no emotion. She spoke slowly, "It won't." Jeremiah's intense gaze fixed on her, a flicker of understanding flashing in his deep eyes. His voice, low and certain, cut through the room. "Braydon cto you, didn't he?" The air in the living room seemed to be still as Sienna, Bruce, Emmett, and Chris instinctively quieted their breathing.

Yvette tilted her head slightly, crossing her long legs, her striking features cold and detached. "Minhm. Dead Street was a trap set by his lackeys to lurethere. If I'm not mistaken, Oliver was also part of their plan Everyone in the room was aware of the recent racing incident on Death Street. Earlier, Oliver had vividly recounted the events, and just hearing it was enough to imagine how intense and dangerous the seeñe had been. Emmett frowned and said, "Yvette, what was Braydon trying to achieve by setting this up? What if something had happened to you during the race?" Joe blurted out instinctively, "As if that could happen!" The confident tone caught everyone's attention in the living room, and even the two playing games paused.

Joe felt the pressure of their gazes, which was a bit overwhelming. However, he had his reasons for saying so. However, it was 10:23 Wed, Dec 25 GGO Chapter 348 clear that nobody aside from him knew just how skilled Yvette was at racing.

Should I hint at Yvette's reputation in the racing industry? That the question, thought Joe.

90% Yvette raised her eyebrows, her green eyes narrowing slightly. Her expression remained indifferent, and her voice was soft and slow. "I've entered a few races and placed fairly well" Hearing this, everyone immediately stopped pressing. They exchanged knowing looks, silently acknowledging they'd already guessed her standing in those races, As the conversation continued, the doorbell suddenly rang, Chris, who was closest to the door, got up to open it.

The door opened, revealing an elderly man and a younger one standing at the entrance. The older man's piercing gaze contrasted with the deep lines etched across his face. His cloudy eyes hinted at age, and he leaned on a cane, dressed in a suit The young man was dressed in a formal black suit. His expression was serious as he gently supported the elderly man with his right hand.

"Is Ms. Zeller here?" the young man asked.

Chris glanced at Victor briefly, then said calmly, "Yes. Please cin." He then led the way, with the two visitors following him into the living room.

Victor immediately spotted Yvette sitting on the couch. It was the second the had seen her since leaving Seacrity. Her face was still as beautiful and emotionless as ever.

When he saw Yvette, Victor thought how he'd broken off their engagement months ago for Winona. He'd watched the recent Clusia-Ybaulla race and learned she was not only the owner of Vibe but also someone with international influence. The current Yvette was beyond his reach.

Yvette had probably never taken the Carter family seriously from the start. He truly regretted it, as he'd passed off the sham as genuine and let a true treasure slip through his fingers.

Sienna was stunned, noticing the elderly man and the young man. "Victor Carter?" The young man was indeed Victor Carter and the elderly man was Claude Carter, who'd never shown himself before. This was also the first tYvette and Claude were meeting face-to-face, and neither spoke first.

The atmosphere in the room grew tense and cold. Their gazes locked, one defiant and sharp, the other dull, lifeless, and calculating.

Jeremiah noticed the chilling intensity in Claude's gaze. His expression darkened.

Finally, it was Claude who broke the silence, his voice grating like metal being scraped, "Yvette, from the moment you returned to Seacrity, I knew this day would come. How could the child of Lilian be ordinary?" Yvette remained seated, her unwavering gaze fixed on Claude, completely disregarding Victor standing beside him. Claude met Yvette's cold, unyielding gaze, and for a moment, he felt like he'd been cast into an icy abyss.

Yvette quietly sat there, her eyes lowered, yet her presence radiated an air of superiority like she was above everyone else Her mere stillness exuded an aura of decisiveness, compelling an involuntary sense of submission Yvette spoke slowly, her voice laced with coldness nd a hint of malice. "Sit." Claude hesitated, thinking. 'Despite knowing full well that I was involved in the events from years ago, she's composed and askingto sit? She truly has remarkable self-control." 10:23 Wed, Dec 25 GG Chapter 548 Victor took the initiative to speak. "Yvette, Rebecca understands her mistake. We'd like to make amends, We're offering five times the compensation. Please, show mercy and let this matter and here.

Yvette's green eyes narrowed slightly as she rested her hand casually on the couch's armrest. She smirked. "Twenty times." Sienna, hearing this, couldn't help but want to applaud. Twenty mes? That would be at least 1.6 billion dollars!' she thought. Victor frowned deeply. Yvette's demand was harsh. He could only turn to Claude for a response.

Claude, unshaken despite the circumstances, tightened his grip on his cané slightly but kept his om expression neutral. "Fine. 1.6 billion dollars. The check will be delivered to Vibe tomorrow. We'll consider this settled." Yvette smirked wickedly. "Of course." Emmett, Bruce, and the others exchanged glances.

Overall, Vibe faced no losses this tand even secured a partnership with Skye Group. In the end, Yvette reaped free benefits, successfully swindling the Carter family out of 1.6 billion dollars.