Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Zachary walked over to Yvette and stood behind her, his dark eyes fixed on the old lady, who looked like she was about to faint from anger. “What Yvette says is what I say. If she says ‘show you out, then you’re being shown out. And if you feel we shouldn’t maintain ties anymore, then that’s fine with us. We’ll just go our separate ways and never speak again.”

The expressions on the faces of the Chambers family relatives in the living room were truly something to behold. Their reactions were nothing short of spectacular.

The old lady, clutching her chest, wasn’t faking it anymore–this time, the pain was real. Trembling, she pointed a shaking finger at them. “You… you…. you two are outrageous!”

Seeing Yvette’s frown, Lucas quickly stepped forward. “Please, this way.”

In the end, seeing that no one was going to back her up, the old lady had no choice but to leave the Chambers family home, cursing under her breath as she went. The room was left in an awkward silence.

Once the old lady had left, the people in the living room started to stir again. A woman dressed head–to–toe in designer clothes, who had been biding her time, took this opportunity to stand up and shower compliments. “Zachary, this is the first time we’ve met Yvette in person, and she’s even more stunning than on TV.” The words sounded sweet, but the envy and jealousy in her eyes were hard to hide. ‘How could a girl found in the countryside suddenly become a national hero? What did she do to deserve it?‘

Seeing the woman speak up, the others quickly shifted gears and started flattering Yvette as well. They took turns praising her, one after another.

“Layla is right. Yvette is truly the pride of the Chambers family. Just look at her grace during the competition, it was unbelievable!”

“You don’t even need to say that! I watched the whole competition from start to finish, and it was amazing!”

of person who valued sons over A man who didn’t stand out much in the room, with shifty eyes, spoke up. He was the kind daughters, and after three marriages, he still hadn’t managed to have a son–only daughters. It drove him crazy. After all, what good were daughters? Who would inherit his estate? Sour with envy, he muttered, “Yvette competing for the country? There must be something going on behind the scenes.”

The room, which had just started to heat up again, immediately fell silent. All eyes turned to the man who had just spoken.

He was just a distant relative of Zachary’s, here to try and gain some favor from the Chambers family. Seeing everyone staring at him, he didn’t even realize what he had said wrong. With a smug grin, he explained further. “Look, I’m just being honest. Yvette, don’t take it the wrong way–I’m just curious. With so many people in Clusia, how could they not find a single man to compete? How did it end up being you? I’m just asking out of curiosity. Don’t read too much into it.”

His words might have sounded polite on the surface, but everyone knew the real meaning: he was insinuating that Yvette only got the chance to compete through some secret, shady connections, and that’s how she gained fame.

In fact, many people in the room had thought the same thing when they saw how beautiful Yvette was. Though they didn’t say it out loud, it crossed their minds. Now that this man had voiced it, everyone was eager to see how Yvette would respond.

Zachary slammed the table and stood up, glaring angrily at the sharp–nosed man. He shouted, “Get out immediately! My daughter won the competition for Clusia through her own abilities. Why involve you? Are you capable? What kind of relationship would make the country take such matters lightly? Stop talking nonsense here!”Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

The man shrank back, intimidated by Zachary’s fury, but deep down he still looked down on Yvette, believing she must have used some underhanded tactics. This belief was deeply ingrained in his mind, so no matter what Zachary said, he remained convinced. The man was unwilling to accept it, but out of respect for Zachary’s authority, he could only meekly reply, “If it’s not, it’s not. I was just speaking casually.”

Yvette sat on the sofa, fluttered her eyelids, and showed no warmth in her eyes, lightly twisting her lips. She stood up and walked towards the man. Just when everyone thought she was about to say something, Yvette didn’t hesitate and slapped the man directly. The slap landed heavily on his right cheek, leaving a clear mark, and blood started to trickle from the corner of his mouth.

The sound of the slap was crisp and loud, hitting everyone’s hearts like a strike, making everyone present tremble involuntarily.

Lucas watched the scene unfold and secretly cheered to himself. This man really deserves it. Grand–aunt disciplining him was the right move. He needs to know who he should never offend!‘

Zachary sat on the sofa, only slightly surprised by Yvette’s action, then looked at her with a permissive smile. “This kid is something else. She hit him so hard; it would have been better if I had done it myself. No need for her to get her hands dirty!‘

The man was stunned by the slap; he never expected Yvette to hit him like that. He lifted his dazed head, widened his eyes, and stared at Yvette. “You… you actually dared to hit me?”

Yvette bypassed him and succinctly said to Lucas, “Tissue.”

Lucas immediately handed the tissues to Yvette with both hands and then stepped aside.

Yvette ignored the man’s resentful gaze and the surprised expressions of those around her. She simply lowered her head to wipe the hand that had just slapped, and whispered, “Keep talking trash, and I won’t hesitate to kill you.”

This casually spoken sentence froze everyone in place because, at that moment, they truly believed Yvette wasn’t exaggerating. If the man spoke another word, Yvette would indeed kill him.

The man was also frightened by Yvette’s words. He wanted to retort, but seeing Yvette’s calm and profound gaze, his words got stuck in his throat, unable to come out.

Just then, a servant walked in from outside and approached Lucas, whispering, “Lucas, a man claiming to be Wyatt is at the door, saying he’s here to see grand–aunt.”

Lucas was stunned for a moment but quickly realized who Wyatt was. ‘Damn it, why would the mayor come here personally at this time?‘ Lucas hurriedly walked to the sofa and whispered a few words into Zachary’s ear.

Hearing the name Wyatt, Zachary was also surprised and paused. This important figure is always busy managing Seacrity’s investments. He should be too busy to even have time to eat, yet he managed to find time to come here for Yvette. In politics, nothing is done without benefit. Wyatt coming personally means Yvette is worth his trip. Having a city’s leader visit personally speaks volumes.‘

Zachary asked Lucas to invite Wyatt in. He glanced around the room at the lingering people. ‘Having Wyatt come now might be a good thing.’

Everyone in the living room wondered what had happened as they saw Lucas leave in a hurry.

The man who was slapped glared at Yvette with hatred. He knew he had nothing to gain in this situation and could only leave, dejected and embarrassed.