Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez novel Chapter 461

Chapter 461 

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Joe hung up the phone, knowing that if Carl found out he was with Yvette, he would definitely feel at ease. 

After they left, Yvette finished her shower and stepped out of the bathroom, only to find Jeremiah standing by the window. His tall, imposing figure cast a sense of unapproachable aloofness, even from behind. 

Hearing Yvette’s footsteps, Jeremiah turned around, casually grabbing a towel and looking down at her. His eyes, deep and unreadable, flickered with an emotion that was hard to explain. 

The droplets of water traced down Yvette’s fair neck, glistening in the light. Her skin, smooth and soft, shimmered with a tempting glow. 

Jeremiah looked away to avoid eye contact and slowly wiped Yvette’s wet hair with the towel. His eyes never left her as he asked in a low voice, “Why did you agree to help Damian train the Seventy–Two Chambers?” 

Jeremiah wasn’t curious about Yvette’s connection to Deadlock. What really intrigued him was how Damian had convinced her to train such a fierce team. 

Yvette lifted her gaze, looking calm. She looked at Jeremiah’s handsome face and said in a cold voice, “It’s a debt of gratitude. He saved my life years ago.” 

It was the only time Yvette had lost control of the toxins in her body, going into a frenzy. It was Damian who had saved her life. An eye for an eye, and a favor for a favor. That had always been her belief. 

Jeremiah’s grip tightened suddenly. He thought, ‘A debt of gratitude? She made it sound so simple, but the truth must be far more complicated. 

There was no need to ask further. Without saying a word, Jeremiah pulled Yvette into his arms, holding her waist tightly, and at that moment, his silence spoke louder than anything. 

Nestled in Jeremiah’s embrace, Yvette felt a warmth she had never known before. From the moment she was born until now, his arms were the only place that had ever felt like home. 

The next afternoon, many men in black entered the hotel and went straight to the floor where Yvette and her people were staying. A door opened from the inside, and the leading man, along with the others, bowed their heads respectfully, greeting, “Mr. Yoder.” 

Joe nodded. “I didn’t expect you to be so quick.” 

An hour later, the hotel was cleared out. The only people left inside were Yvette, Jeremiah, and their people. 

The door opened again, and Joe came out, dressed in a custom–made black suit and polished shoes. His entire demeanor had shifted from yesterday’s casualness to one of cold, calculated authority, and the black–clad men from before followed him in. 

Samantha, Emmett, Charles, and the Eagle King watched Joe’s complete transformation. It was true that clothes made the man, but as soon as Joe spoke, they all realized that, despite his polished appearance, he was still the same guy as before. 

Joe said, “Your charming boy is back, Yvette.” 

Jeremiah handed a glass of water to Yvette, glancing at Joe with a raised eyebrow. Feeling his gaze, Joe felt timid again. 

Just then, an elegant middle–aged man named Felix stepped out from behind Joe, bypassing the others and walking straight up to Yvette. 

He bowed and said, “It’s been a while, Ms. Zeller. I apologize for the trouble with Mr. Yoder’s situation. Mr. Carl Yoder asked me to thank you and said that if you come to Mysonna next time, pay a visit to the Yoder family.” 

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Chapter 461 

Felix looked very humble. After all, this was someone who had served Carl for years, and even who 

never shown such reverence. 

facing Damian, he had 

Yvette took a sip of the water, her fingers lightly grasping the edge of the glass. Her expression remained indifferent, and her gaze was as cold as ever. Hearing his words, she simply nodded and replied, “Sure.” 

Just that one word seemed to satisfy Felix to no end. After all, it was hard to get her to say yes. 

Samantha, Emmett, and the Eagle King couldn’t help but marvel at the situation. They thought, “This guy is representing Carl, yet look at Yvette’s attitude. Did she just dismiss someone with one word without pissing him off?‘ 

Felix clapped his hands, and immediately, a black–clad bodyguard stepped forward, carrying a black box. The man smiled faintly, showing politeness toward Jeremiah, though it was clear that he wasn’t as deferential as he had been to Yvette. 

He thought, “The grandson of the old general from Clusia is indeed no ordinary person. 

“Thank you for helping Mr. Yoder yesterday, Mr. Jeremiah Chavez.” Felix said, “Mr. Carl Yoder is extremely grateful. This box contains a gift for you and Ms. Zeller, wishing you both a lifetime of happiness.” 

Samantha cast a glance at Felix, not surprised at all. She thought. He had been working for Carl long enough to know how to deliver a message with finesse. 

‘As for the blessing and gift, Jeremiah is unlikely to turn it down. If it were just a simple gift, he probably wouldn’t have even spared it a second glance. 

Jeremiah understood the unspoken message from Carl. He raised an eyebrow with his gaze fixed on the black box and replied with a calm nod, “Tell Mr. Carl Yoder that I appreciate it.” 

Emmett stepped forward to take the gift. Felix then instructed the bodyguards to hand over the prepared gifts for Samantha, Charles, Emmett, and the Eagle King. 

Turning back to Yvette and Jeremiah, Felix said again, “Ms. Zeller, Mr. Jeremiah Chavez. Mr. Carl Yoder is eagerly awaiting your visit to Mysonna. He hopes to personally thank you both one day.” 

After finishing his words, Felix turned to Joe. “We should be leaving now, Mr. Yoder.” 

Joe, hearing this, couldn’t help but pout. He regretted not waiting longer before reaching out to his family. He stepped forward to say to Yvette, “Yve… I mean, Yvette, next time you’re in Mysonna, you have to contact me.” 

Yvette flashed him a small smile. “I will. Go home now.” 

Joe nodded at Samantha, Charles, and the others before following Felix out. 

Samantha looked down at the beautifully wrapped gift box she had just received from Felix. She opened it in front of the others. Emmett, the Eagle King, and Charles did the same with their gifts. 

As Samantha opened her box, a diamond necklace gleamed brightly. She picked it up, examining it before glancing at the others. “Oh my goodness, only Carl would give away a 15–million–dollar diamond piece like it’s nothing.” 

Emmett opened his box to reveal a snuff bottle. Judging by its condition and craftsmanship, its value was easily in the same range as the necklace–around 15 million dollars. 

The gift for Charles was an antique gun from the last century, a rare collector’s item worth a fortune.