Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Jeremiah quirked his lips, his voice low and cold. “It’s nice to be cared for by someone.”

After saying this, he glanced at Jase, who was leaning on a cane, and casually added, “Oh, I forgot, Grandpa, you might not be cared for by anyone, so you wouldn’t understand this feeling. Sorry.”

Yusef tried his best to hold back his laughter. He thought, “These two, grandfather and grandson, are always at it, neither yielding to the other. Mr. Chavez is showing off his affection!‘

Jase swung his cane, pretending to take a swing at him.

Jeremiah dodged, retreated to the door, and neatly opened it. He stood still and said, “No need to see me off, Grandpa.”

Jase was amused. He thought, ‘When do I plan to see him off? Now he even knows how to find a way down from his pride!

Jase waved his hand impatiently. “Get out of here, get out of here, you annoy me just by being around.”

He said this, but there was a smile on his face. He was the epitome of not meaning what he said.

As Jeremiah left, he didn’t forget to coffees Jase again. “Grandpa, you’re old, be careful not to strain your back if you move too much

After saying that, he turned and walked away without looking back. Jase, furious, yelled at his retreating figure. “You little brat Your grandpa is still going strong and can do eighty push–ups! If you don’t believe me, come back and challenge me!”

Yusef, seeing the situation escalating, was afraid Jase’s blood pressure would rise, so he quickly helped him sit down and smoothed his breath. “Why compete with Mr. Chavez? You couldn’t keep up when you were young, let alone now.”

Jase gave him a big eye–roll. He thought, ‘Yusef is definitely sent by the enemy, not sure if he is comforting me or just blocking me up. What does he mean I can’t keep up when I am young?‘

Jase said indignantly, “I was definitely stronger than that brat when I was young.”

Yusef could only nod insincerely. He thought, ‘Ah, the men of the Chavez family, always strong–willed and never admitting defeat!‘NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

He agreed, “Of course, you would win.”

Jase composed himself, took a sip of coffee, and calmed his breath. “Alright, alright, don’t feed me with insincere words.”

Yusef scratched his nose. He thought, ‘Okay… This is a typical case of knowing the truth but refusing to accept it.

Yusef voiced his doubt, “Why did you say Ms. Zeller cares for Mr. Chavez? Where does that come from?”

Jase gave a mysterious smile, his voice deep. “Today, Yvette dealt with Malcolm and Robin, sending them to Interpol under. the guise of terrorists. This matter will be known worldwide. Jeremiah is responsible for Kyle’s personal safety; we can’t let anything happen to him within Clusia’s borders. Even a minor injury to Kyle could be twisted into a story by them.”

Jase paused, not finishing the rest.

Yusef understood and picked up the rest of the sentence with a serious expression. “You mean, by doing this, Ms. Zeller has cut off Kyle’s path in this regard. If any problems arise now, it would be because there were criminals and terrorists in his visiting delegation, not because we failed to protect him. Even if something really happened to Kyle, they would never make a big deal out of it; they would just have to endure it, right?”

Jase nodded with satisfaction. “Indeed, and on another front, regardless of whether the two people taken away are truly terrorists or not, Ybaulla has caused panic in Clusia. Emotionally and logically, they have no right to demand anything more in this trade cooperation

Yusef said, “So, Ms. Zeller has cut off two paths for Ybaulla today They can’t make any waves regarding personal safety, and they have no face to make any demands in trade cooperation.”

Jase smiled, “Doesn’t Yvette care for Jeremiah? How much simpler has the job of protecting Kyle become? Even if we don’t protect him, Ybaulla wouldn’t dare let anything happen to their prime minister, and Kyle is even more so.”

Yusef finally understood why such a sentence was spoken. He thought, ‘It meant this!‘

Clifford left the office. On his way back, Aurora’s call came through again, and Clifford quickly answered the phone.

He was so excited that he actually forgot about his precious wife. He thought, ‘She must be worried at home!

At the Chavez residence, Aurora held the phone, with Samantha sitting opposite her, her expression somewhat heavy. She had just been to the café, but it was sealed, and she couldn’t get in. Yvette wasn’t there either, so she hurried to the Chavez residence.

The only ones who could know all the insider news at the first time were the Chavez family.

As soon as the call connected, Aurora immediately said, “Honey, what’s going on now? Samantha just went to the café and said it’s been sealed off, and Yvette’s not there. Has she been arrested? I saw on the news that Interpol is involved. Has Yvette been taken away by Interpol? Is that it? Tell me.”

Samantha’s face also looked grim upon hearing this. If Interpol was involved, the situation would be complicated.

Clifford massaged his temple, fearing that Aurora would worry, and quickly said, “Honey, calm down first. You didn’t even catch your breath; you have to give me a chance to speak.”

Aurora anxiously replied, “Then do tell me, what’s the situation now?”

Clifford spoke calmly, “Aurora, Yvette is a first–class Interpol officer, and now Malcolm and Robin have been arrested as terrorists. Yvette is fine; it’s those two from Ybaulla who are in trouble.”

The next second, the phone slipped from Aurora’s hand and fell onto the carpet, disconnecting the call.

*****

In the car, Clifford called out twice with no response. He could imagine the look of shock on Aurora’s face. He thought, ‘Not to mention her loss of composure, even I was flabbergasted when I first heard the news.

This matter was too surreal and needed time to digest, so Clifford didn’t call back.

*****

In the Chavez residence living room, Samantha saw Aurora standing there in a daze and became more anxious. She thought, ‘What does Mr. Chavez say on the phone? Why does Mrs. Chavez look like that?‘

Samantha nervously asked, “Mrs. Chavez, what’s wrong? Has something happened to Yve?”

Aurora heard this and snapped out of her daze, paused for a moment, and looked strange. Dazed, she said, “Well, Clifford said that Yvette is a first–class Interpol officer, and those two from Ybaulla have been arrested.”

Now it was Samantha’s turn to be stunned. She swallowed hard. She thought, ‘I don’t mishear. Aurora says Yve is a top–notch Interpol officer. This is bombshell news; indeed, amazing women just keep getting more amazing.

Samantha had never admired any woman, but now she admired Yvette so much. She thought, ‘My goodness, being friends with an Interpol officer, just thinking about it is thrilling.‘

Aurora took a deep breath; her mind was still a bit dazed.

Aurora said, “Samantha, what does it mean to be a first–class Interpol officer? Is the rank very high?”

Samantha was silent for a few seconds, then looked up, her eyes bright. “Mrs. Chavez, you should know the nature of the Interpol, right? Put it this way, it’s divided into three levels, with the first level being the highest. As for the specific powers of a first–class officer within the organization, I’m not quite clear. But judging by what Mr. Chavez said, the fact that people from the Interpol branch could arrest those two from Ybaulla might be due to Yve, so you can imagine Yve’s significance.”