Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez novel Chapter 453

Chapter 453 

Yvette dangled her feet idly, slightly squinting her eyes as she tossed her hair over her shoulder. Her voice was cool and composed. “Poisonous insects.” 

Just those two words sent Rory into a panic. She now fully believed that Yvette was indeed Holden’s niece. If this wasn’t 

coming from one of Holden’s closest people, he certainly wouldn’t have said anything about it. 

Of course, Rory had no clue that Holden was already in deep trouble and had spilled everything. She hadn’t been in touch with him recently, which led her to miss this crucial information 

Rory’s expression softened considerably when she looked at Yvette. “Has your uncle lost his mind? Didn’t I tell him not to send anyone to find me? I’m not ready for the shipment yet. I’ll contact him in three days to send them over. 

“The quality of the last batch was great, and I was satisfied.” Having accepted Yvette’s identity, Rory spoke freely, no longer holding back. 

Yvette rested her hand on the armrest with a slight smirk, her eyes as calm and deep as a dark pool, hard to read. 

She responded, “My uncle wants me to personally deliver this batch back. Things are getting tight, and he doesn’t trust anyone else. That’s why I had to come myself.” 

Rory felt more convinced of her claim to being Holden’s niece. Holden was both suspicious and timid, and this was exactly how he would act and speak. 

With a disdainful laugh, Rory replied, “Your uncle is way too paranoid. The vice commissioner at the Customs in Clusia has been taking my bribes for years. What could possibly go wrong? 

“But since you’re here, I can hand over the people to you in three days. Just this once, though. Next time, I hope your uncle doesn’t try to overstep. If he does, he’ll have to face the consequences.” 

Yvette narrowed her eyes slightly, her brows raised, exuding an air of effortless indifference. She sensed Rory still had prisoners hidden away and intended to send them to Dungo Village for her own purposes. 

Rory observed Yvette’s delicate collarbone and pretty face. There was an innate pride about Yvette, a quality that set her apart from other women. It made Rory a bit uneasy. She couldn’t resist asking, “Do you have a boyfriend?” 

Yvette took a sip of the fresh orange juice on the table and nodded. “Yeah.” 

Rory responded, “What’s so great about men? Don’t you think women understand women better?” 

Rory touched her exposed cheek, thinking if it weren’t for men, her face wouldn’t be like it was now. She stared closely at Yvette, eager to see her reaction. 

Yvette, surprisingly in agreement, nodded. “Men aren’t that great, but mine is pretty amazing.” 

Her words made Yvette seem like a lovestruck fool. Furious, Rory threw her cup to the floor. 

Yvette responded with a playful smile, one with layers of meaning. Rory was momentarily dazzled by it but quickly hardened her expression again. 

After a pause, Rory commanded, “Take Ms. Zeller to the guest room on the second floor to rest.” 

Immediately, someone entered and bowed slightly to Yvette. “Ms. Zeller, this way, please.” 

The maid looked like a local but spoke flawless Clusian. Yvette stood up slowly, not sparing Rory a glance, and followed the maid out. 

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Chapter 453 

Rory watched Yvette walk away, feeling a heavy silence settle in Just as Yvette reached the door, Rory called out, “Stay in the villa for these three days, and I’ll take you somewhere in three days.” 

Yvette paused for a moment, her back to Rory, before curling her lips into a sly grin. Her gaze was thoughtful. 

After Yvette left, Rory pulled out her phone, still feeling uneasy. She needed to double–check. After dialing Holden’s number, she heard his voice on the other end asking, “Why are you just contacting me? Are the people ready? Did the person I sent arrive?” 

Rory sighed, her heart finally at ease. Yvette’s identity seemed to be legit after all. 

Just as she was about to ask Holden why he had taken matters into his own hands, he abruptly hung up. Rory figured it was just a signal issue or something important came up, not sensing anything strange at all. 

Meanwhile, Jeremiah’s phone rang, causing the other four to instantly fall silent. He stepped over to the window to take the 

call. 

A serious voice came through the line. “Mr. Chavez, just as you suspected, Ms. Miller has indeed contacted Holden again. 

“But I’m sure they have no idea you had the tech team synthesize Holden’s voice. With just a few clicks on a computer, it can perfectly mimic him, and they didn’t suspect a thing.” 

Jeremiah’s eyes narrowed, a chilly aura surrounding him. After hanging up, he glanced at the text from Yvette that had just come in a few minutes ago: [Get ready.] 

Jeremiah knew Yvette must have gotten wind of Rory Miller or was likely close to her and her circle. 

Emmett, Samantha, Charles, and Eagle King exchanged glances, sensing the tension in the air after Jeremiah ended the call. Emmett broke the silence first. “Mr. Chavez, what does it mean that Yvette’s message was to get ready?” 

Jeremiah frowned, his tone low, “She’s found out about Ms. Miller.” 

The others were taken aback, wondering, ‘Wasn’t Yvette just with a woman? What a coincidence that she’d pick up on Ms. Miller’s activities!‘ 

Samantha asked, “Mr. Chavez, since Yvette knows about Ms. Miller now, what should we do?” 

Jeremiah shoved his hands in his pockets, his voice steady. “I’m going out tomorrow. You all stay at the hotel and wait for updates.” 

The group nodded in agreement. With both Jeremiah and Yvette on the case, they would simply await further instructions from the two. 

On the couch, Emmett suddenly looked up at Eagle King, sizing him up. He remembered where he had seen Eagle King before. 

It was in Kransbay, months ago, when he and Jeremiah were in Manchernia chasing down Caleb. They had crossed paths in 

a hotel, where they briefly clashed using internal energy. Neither could gain the upper hand.