Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

Victor glanced at Winona lying on the bed, showing no intention of moving closer. He turned to Yulia and asked, "Mom what exactly happened? Winona said you ran into Yvette? And that Yvette had a gun and almost hurt her?" Yulia's face fell, and she remained silent for a moment before lething out a cold hum. She was about to explain when Winona slowly opened her eyes, timing it perfectly. "Ah Help met Don't kill me, please! I have a baby in my womb!" Yulia's words were cut off. Robert, seeing that Winona was awake, reached out to embrace her. Winona reacted quickly, pulling back and giving Robert a look. Robert's expression froze, and be awkwardly retracted his hand, stepping back to avoid suspicion. He then turned to Victor and said, "Chere, check on your wife. What are you waiting for? Winona is so scared; don't you want to comfort her?" Victor's fingers tightened, and after a few seconds, he stepped forward, addressing Winona with a lukewarm tone, "Are you okay?" Winona felt wronged. How could Victor treat her like this? Even Robert and Yulia noticed his coldness. Winona couldn't get angry, so she spoke softly. "Victor, I'm so scared," and then started to cry, tears streaming down her face.

Victor's gaze was icy, his lips pressed into a thin line, and his expression was cold. He stared at the crying Winona and said, "Stop crying. What exactly happened?" Winona's face stiffened, and her hands under the blanket clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white. "Dad, Victor, Mom and I were shopping at Skyline Plaza today when we ran into Yvette and Bonnie. After a few heated words, Yvette pulled out a gun and almost killedand the baby. You have to help me!" She continued to sob, secretly watching their reactions. As expected, Robert and Victor's faces darkened instantly.

Robert kicked the stool by his feet and shouted, "What kind of person is Yvette? How did she get a gun? How could she be so cruel, especially when you're pregnant? Does she think no one can stop her? Where is she now? Didn't you say you called the police?" Winona wiped her tears and answered, “Yes, the police cand took her away. But it seems Yvette knows the officer who and check. arrested her, and they seem to be on good terms. I'm afraid he might protect her. Dad, you and Victor should go okay? We need to make sure Yvette is punished.” The last sentence was said with particular emphasis, her teeth gritted and her expression vicious, but it only lasted a moment. Only Yulia, who had been watching her, noticed the fleeting look. Robert and Victor didn't see it.

Victor remained silent; his eyes filled with sarcasm as he looked at Winona. “From what I know, Yvette is bold, but she doesn't meddle in things that don't concern her. She wouldn't just pull a gun on you for no reason. What exactly did you do? Winona looked up in disbelief, her red, tearful eyes full of accusation, as if she had been deeply wounded. "How can you speak up for Yvette? Are you saying I was the one causing trouble? Victor, how could you say such a thing? I'm carrying your child, and you're taking the side of an outsider over me?" She said, looking as if she might faint again.

Robert, seeing this, quickly stepped forward and pushed Victor aside, scolding him, "What are you doing? Even if Winona was in the wrong. Yvette shouldn't have pulled a gun! Cwithto the police station. Iwant to see which officer is on good terms with her and dares to protect her. This is outrageous Who does that officer think he is, trying to run things in Seacrity?" He carefully helped Winona back into bed and then started to leave the room. Victor gritted his teeth and followed, though reluctantly. Yulia, who hadn't had a chance to speak, tried to stop them. Before she could take two steps, Winona called out to her, her expression dark. "Mom, where are you going?" Yulia turned to look at her. "Winona, why don't you tell the truth? You were the one who started the trouble and slapped that girl. That's why Yvette pulled a gun." Winona let out a mocking laugh and smoothed her disheveled hair. "Mom, I advise you not to meddle. The fact is that Yvette pulled a gun onthat's all you need to know." Yulia didn't want to listen to Winona's twisted arguments and was about to follow Robert and Victor to explain the truth. Winona, however, had no intention of letting Yulia ruin her plans. “Mom, I'm hungry. Could you please go hand makesRib Soup?" As she spoke, she picked up a fruit knife and made a few threatening gestures towards her belly. Yulia immediately understood the threat. "You're a madwoman, Winona. You're completely insane." Feeling that she might lose her mind if she stayed any longer, Yulia quickly left the room. Behind her, Winona's eerie laughter echoed. Yulia couldn't bring herself to tell Robert and Victor the truth; she was afraid Winona would actually harm the baby. Reluctantly, she headed hto make the soup.

At the police station, Zane brought Yvette back. He glanced at the cute, round-faced girl following Yvette. "Ms. Zeller, what should we do with this young lady? Should she wait in the lobby or in my office?" Bonnie, seeing the familiar lobby and hearing Zane's words, realized that Yvette was probably here for another visit, just like last time.

On the way. Bonnie had learned that Zane was the Chief of the Police Station. However, she was already used to seeing important figures around Yvette. She stepped forward, her demeanor sweet and polite, and said to Zane, "Sir, it's okay. You don't need to worry about me. I can wait in the lobby. I'm pretty familiar with this place. Zane smiled and nodded, then glanced at Yvette, who had a completely blank expressión. He lowered his voice and said, "Ms. Zeller, could you go to the restroom and give Mr. Chavez a call? Asked him to cover. Otherwise, this situation will be really hard to handle. If Mr. Chavez is here, we'll have a reason to let them go, right?" Yveté raised her eyes and looked at Zane, giving him a deep, indifferent glance. Her voice was low and casual. "No need. Let's just go to the interrogation room."

Zane paused, then quickly replied, "Ms. Zeller, you must be joking. What interrogation room? Just go to my office and wait for Mr. Chavez. You probably haven't had lunch yet, right? There's a great place nearby. I can have someone bring it back. How can you explain things clearly on an empty stomach?"

Bonnie thought, Wow, the service at the police station is top-notch. They even offer food. So considerate!" She patted her small belly and spoke up timidly. "Um, Sir, could you geta meal too? Anything will do, just a simple box lunch. Zane was taken aback. 'Is this girl for real?'

Yvette tilted her head and asked in a fond tone, "Hungry?" Bonnie nodded vigorously.

Yvette tema bithungry." back to Zane and said politely, "Could you please order stakeout for my friend? I'll pay for it." Zane was surprised by how kind Yvette was to this girl. Their friendship is so strong, even 1, a rough man, am envious!