Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez novel Chapter 450

Chapter 450 

When Quinn entered the dining area, he immediately saw Yvett. It was impossible not to notice them; their presence was so striking Moreover, the eyes of nearly everyone in the room were fixed on the table where she was sitting. 

Quinn quickly walked to Yvette’s table and respectfully said, “Ms Zeller, why did you and your friends suddenly come down? Is there something wrong with the food the hotel prepared for you? 

“If anything is unsatisfactory, please let us know, and we will rectify it immediately to ensure your satisfaction.” 

Seeing Quinn’s attitude, the surrounding guests were somewhat shocked. After all, as the only five–star hotel in Fhongsoly, how could Quinn not have connections? Yet, he showed such respect to a girl?‘ they thought. 

Yvette lifted her gaze, ignoring the curious and probing looks from those around her. She looked at the anxious and fearful hotel manager and spoke in a cool, slow tone, “Nothing is unsatisfactory.” 

Eagle King joked, “Quinn, why are you shaking? We’re all very down–to–earth people” 

Quinn was at a loss for words upon hearing this. ‘Down–to–earth? They must have some misunderstanding about themselves,‘ he thought. 

But Quinn finally felt relieved when he saw that Yvette wasn’t displeased. He then turned around and instructed his staff to serve Yvette and her group immediately. 

Thus, under the watchful eyes of dozens of people in the dining area, Yvette, Jeremiah, and the others finished their sumptuous breakfast without batting an eyelid. 

As night fell, the famous Cobalt Blue Bar in Fhongsoly was just starting to get lively. People trickled in one after another, entering this place known locally as the ‘Paradise of Desire‘. Here as long as you had money, you could indulge yourself. 

The decor of Cobalt Blue Bar resembled a disco from the 1980s in Clusia, not particularly fashionable, but it was already the best bar in Fhongsoly. 

At a VIP booth, Yvette sat in a black outfit, wearing a cap that covered her cold, piercing eyes. She crossed her legs, and her fair, slender fingers gently tapped the armrest. 

On the table was a glass of orange juice, which was what Jeremiah and the others had insisted on–she could only drink orange juice, not alcohol. 

Yvette watched the men and women writhing on the dance floor a smile curling at the corner of her lips. Her eyes were cold, and she exuded an air of rebellious nonchalance, her posture relaxed. 

At the bar, a flamboyantly dressed woman had been eyeing Yvette for a while. The woman had played at Cobalt Blue for 

years 

and had never seen such a beautiful girl before–she was simply a rare gem. 

‘If I could get this girl and present her to her boss, she would surely receive a reward,‘ she thought. 

The masked woman mixed a drink and walked gracefully toward Yvette, sitting down at her booth and placing the drink in front of Yvette. 

In a deliberately high–pitched voice, she said, “Hey, are you alone? I’m Lucille Poole, I’ve been watching you for a while. Is something bothering you? If you don’t mind, you can talk to me 

Lucille put on an understanding act, trying to hook Yvette with her eyes. She didn’t notice that a few equally outstanding men and women were also nearby–Jeremiah, Eagle King, Samantha, Charles, and Emmett. 

Jeremiah gave off a vibe that warned people to stay away, especially when he saw Lucille sit next to Yvette and push a drink toward her. 

Chapter 450 

His eyes instantly became sharp, like a predator’s, making everyone feel a chill. The next moment, the glass in Jeremiah’s hand shattered with a ‘bang, scattering fragments on the floor. 

Samantha stared at the broken glass in shock. ‘Oh my god, Jeremiah is terrifying, she thought. 

Emmett, Charles, and Eagle King quietly turned their heads, knowing that a jealous Jeremiah was not to be provoked. 

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They could only pray that Yvette would tone it down and not go too far, or they suspected Jeremiah would twist the head off Lucille in front of her in a second. 

At the booth, Yvette looked at the woman who approached her, her stunningly cold face showing a slight smile. Her long lashes drooped, making it hard to guess what she was thinking. 

She lightly pressed her forehead with her slender hand, leaning back in a casual, rebellious pose, her lips curled in a cold, mocking smile. “Lucille?” Just this word made Lucille shiver. 

She became even more attentive to Yvette. “Hello, beauty, sitting here alone in the bar. This is Voraxia, very dangerous. Why don’t we become friends?” 

Lucille guessed that Yvere must be feeling down about something, sitting here alone. Such a strong–looking girl must have a fragile heart, making her the perfect target. 

Yvette suddenly smiled and said softly to Lucille, whose eyes were shining with interest, “Dangerous? I think I’m more dangerous.” 

Lucille paused, then covered her mouth and chuckled, looking seductively at Yvette. “Beauty, you really know how to joke.” 

Yvette leaned back, adopting a boss–like posture, a hint of mockery on her face, exuding a rebellious aura, quite serious. “I never joke, especially with strangers.” 

Lucille didn’t get angry at all; instead, she became even more determined to win Yvette over. She moved closer to Yvette and whispered, “Beauty, it’s not exciting here. How about going somewhere more thrilling? It’ll be a hundred times better than this bar.” 

Yvette raised an eyebrow, seemingly intrigued by what Lucille had said. Her eyes finally showed some reaction. Seeing this, Lucille grew even more excited. “Beauty, don’t worry, I won’t trick you. You’re not scared, are you?” 

After a moment, Yvette nodded and said to Lucille, “Let’s go.” 

Lucille’s face lit up with joy when she heard Yvette agree, her happiness evident in her eyes. “Beauty, I don’t know your name yet.” 

Yvette glanced at her, her gaze cold and indifferent. “Yvette,” she said casually. 

Lucille looked at Yvette. Although this girl was quiet, there was no denying her stunning looks and figure. Lucille could already imagine herself being favored by the boss, her excitement making her hands tremble slightly. 

Yvette stood up, and Lucille immediately followed suit. As they passed by Jeremiah’s table, Yvette paused and turned back. She glanced at Jeremiah with a less–than–pleasant expression and four people whose bodies were tense. Her eyes narrowed, then slowly formed a smile. “Pretty handsome.”