Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez novel Chapter 511

At 5 pm, the people in the labs were ready to finish for the day, feeling even more frustrated seeing Yvette relaxing in her chair. They believed that Silas must be out of his mind to make his woman their mentor. 

They thought Yvette hadn’t done a thing all afternoon and didn’t look like she came to do any research at all. It seemed more like she was on vacation, which was truly infuriating. 

However, the interns didn’t dare say anything like they did in the morning, because if Yvette complained to Silas, they would face the consequences. 

As a male intern passed by Yvette, he joked, Professor Zeller’s had quite a leisurely day, unlike us who are reeling with exhaustion, our hands practically mumb from all the experiments. Are you worn out from just sitting there?” 

The male intern, who was admitted to the lab with the second–highest score in their comprehensive exam, only slightly behind Klein, was named Kellen Cairns, 

As soon as Kellen said those words, the other interns who were about to leave stopped in their tracks, staring at Yvette in 

Yvette lazily yawned, her eyes tinged with a hint of red. She smirked and tilted her head in an utterly nonchalant manner. saying, “Indeed. How about you give me a massage?” 

in the 

Kellen’s temper ignited the moment he heard her comment. He felt insulted. As a top student and an emerging star medical field, he was convinced that his hands were not destined for massaging Yvette. To him, she was undermining his dignity. 

The people around started to criticize Yvette too, and someone said, “Poor Kellen, he’s just being nice, but she insulted him like that. How could she even be a teacher?” 

Another commented, “With Mr. Walson backing her, Professor Heller doesn’t even care about us. She can do whatever she wants in the medical world.” 

An intern remarked, “Shut up! What if Professor Zeller got her position through her ability? We shouldn’t underestimate her” However, everyone could tell the sarcasm in those words, knowing it was meant ironically. 

Kellen angrily shouted, “Professor Zeller, isn’t that too much? I wouldn’t massage you even if you begged me. As a mentor, how could you insult your student like that?” He sounded righteous and very agitated. 

Yvette raised her eyebrow and casually picked up a medical book from the desk. She suddenly smiled and threw the book in her hand directly into Kellen’s chest. 

Stunned, Kellen stumbled back a couple of steps. Yvette’s action left the others present dumbfounded. 

Momentarily dazed by the hit, Kellen looked from the medical book on the ground back to Yvette with anger blazing in his eyes. Yvette twirled the pen in her hand, seemingly bringing it to life as it spun faster and faster 

With a defiant expression, Yvette leaned back in the chair. She asked in an icy tone, “If you don’t want to massage me, why waste my time here?” 

Kellen’s face flushed red at those words, an just a brute.” 

he couldn’t help but retort, “Yvette, you don’t deserve to be our mentor. You’re 

Yvette shrugged indifferently with a playful smile. She pointed the pen in her hand directly at Kellen. For some reason, Kellen felt a chill down his spine, and he instinctively stepped aside. 

Yvette’s long and slender fingers held the pen. The interns had a rather absurd feeling–that at this moment, the pen in Yvette’s hand wasn’t a pen, but a sword, sharp and unstoppable. 

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Watching them. Yvette took put her phone from her pocket and dialed a number. Silas answered in less than ten seconds 

He said. “Hey, Yvette, what’s up? Are those students acting up again? Like I said, if they don’t cooperate, just put them in their place. 

“Don’t worry 

about me–just leave them breathing. Paralyzing them is fine if needed; after all, that’s our field of expertise. no big deal, we can handle it 

Since getting to know Yvette. Silas had come to believe that physical punishment was effective for taming unruly individuals and making them obey. If one instance of punishment didn’t suffice, he would simply repeat it until compliance was achieved. 

Often, he found that straightforward and crude methods were the most successful. 

Yvette spoke with a lighthearted tone, “Someone told me I’m not fit to be their mentor, and it’s really getting to me. What do you think I should do about it?” 

Kellen, who was standing closest, thought he heard someone shouting on the phone. He immediately recognized the voice as Silas, but surely Silas wouldn’t be so respectful to Yvette. 

Kellen pondered, That’s absolutely impossible. Mr. Walson is a prominent figure in the medical field. Why would he lower himself like that? I must have misheard 

Silas knew exactly what Yvette meant, thinking, “Yvette’s probably thinking about whether to take action or not. Those damn 

interns 

Silas had repeatedly warned them not to provoke Yvette, and now, they made trouble for him. 

Silas said, “Yvette, put your phone on speaker. Take a deep breath. You really need to take a deep breath, and don’t take actions impulsively.” 

Then Yvette pressed the speaker button, and Silas’s frustrated voice filled the lab.