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

The male voice on the phone sounded excited. "Mr. Chavez, you would never guess Yvette's background." Clifford was slightly stunned and thought, 'Background? I know that Yvette is the internationally famous painter Cyanbird. I also know that her family is from Seacrity. Besides that, what other background could make him so excited?" Yusef was also very curious.

Clifford asked, "At this time, what kind of guessing gare you playing? What's going on?", The man on the phone heard this, and he didn't dare to buy any more tricks.

He hurriedly continued, "Mr. Chavez, you would never guess that Ms. Zeller is an Interpol officer, and Darnell said her level is first-class. Even the arrogant white police chief Jack at the Betrico branch of Interpol is very respectful to Ms. Zeller. Darnell said that Ms. Zeller not only gave Robin a shot, but also the secretary of Kyle, Malcolm, she gave a shot, hitting the scapula, and it is said that the injury is very serious." Jeremiah lowered his eyes, his fingers resting on the armrest, his military boots shining. Hearing this, he only paused for a moment and then continued to send his text message. [What do you want to eat tonight? You've worked hard.] Jase took a sip of coffee and was very satisfied. Hearing this, he thought, 'Yvette also give Malcolm a shot, which is not bad... Shot two is better than shot one.' Clifford held the phone with a slight tremble, his expression frozen in disbelief. He thought, 'Do I hear that right? Yvette is part of Interpol and even a top-level officer. This is unbelievable.

'Yvette from Seacrity is actually an Interpol officer? Is today April Fool's Day?' Clifford widened his eyes, trying to calm his emotions. He suddenly thought of the calm performance of the two generations and the phone just now. He thought, 'What else is there to think about? It turns out that the two already knew Yvette's identity as an Interpol officer, and only I am still foolishly deceived, knowing nothing." Clifford glared at Jeremiah and thought, 'I will settle the account with him later." Standing by, Yusef was also stunned by the news. He thought, ‘A first-class Interpol officer in her twenties would blind many with her brilliance.' Clifford tried to keep his voice as usual. “Go on, how did Yvette end up shooting Malcolm as well? What's the story there?" The inan on the phone got even more excited at this, and if you listened closely, you could detect a hint of admiration in his voice. "Mr. Chavez, Ms. Zelleris a formidable individual. Darnell said that once Malcolm arrived, he barely got a word in before Ms. Zeller took action. Without a word, she fired a shot-quick, accurate, and ruthless." Clifford's eyes twitched. He thought, 'Yvette is too formidable, and it looks like Jeremiah doesn't have much say in the relationship in the future.

He paused for a moment before speaking again. "Telleverything at once. What happened next?" Clifford was out of patience with this back-and-forth. He was desperate to know what unexpected actions Yvette, now revealed to be an Interpol officer, had taken.

The man on the phone continued, "Mr. Chavez, the subsequent events were even more surprising. Darnell said that when Jack arrived, he was not only extremely polite to Ms. Zeller but seemed to be trying to ingratiate himself with her. As a first-class detective, Ms. Zeller wields considerable power... You won't guess, she fired at Malcolm and Robin on suspicion of being terrorists. Now Jack has taken these two back to the Betrico branch of the Interpol." Clifford was taken aback by these words, his phone fell to the ground, and he plopped down onto the sofa.

Jase glanced at him and decided to keep silent. He thought, If he knows that Yvette not only has the identity of an Interpol officer but also holds wealth that could shake a nation, he would be even more shocked than he is now. Maybe it's better to take it slow.

The reason for firing the gun was something Clifford never would have guessed.

It was reasonable, legitimate, and legal. Interpol officers have the responsibility to maintain world peace. Once associated with terrorists, it's a label that's hard to shake.

Clifford really wanted to say Well done! The man continued his report. "Mr. Chavez, the PrMinister of Ybaulla, Kyle, is currently applying to the Interpol Headquarters for the release of the hostages, but Jack's stance is very firm, stating that he will not release them until the matter is cleared up. He also mentioned that the headquarters is already aware of the situation, and this is the decision of the Chairman of the Interpol." Jase's hand holding the coffee cup paused slightly, then he smiled with a gentle look in his eyes. He thought, Yvette is probably even more remarkable than I imagine! I really don't know what kind of good luck Jeremiah has Clifford was about to clap his hands in approval when he heard this. He thought, “The matter is handled well! This time, the people who cfrom Ybaulla are here for trade cooperation and play quite a few tricks in the contract, all of which we refuse one by one, but they are still not giving up. This time, there is a terrorist incident within Clusia, brought about by the PrMinister of Ybaulla himself. Regardless of the truth, I want to see if they still have the face to make any more demands or how they will explain themselves! The initiative was firmly in Clusia's own hands. Yvette had given the country a great gift invisibly. Clifford hung up the phone excitedly and was about to leave without saying a word; there was still a lot for him to do.

Jase stopped him. "Yvette has paved a good way for you. The rest is up to you on how to negotiate and strive for the greatest benefits. Do it well and don't let Yvette's intentions go to waste." Clifford was taken aback. “Dad, are you saying that Yvette did this on purpose? For..." and down his phone. The corner of his mouth deepened, and his tone was very affirmative. “Yvette Jeremiah looked up put did it on purpose, deliberately shooting at Robin and Malcolm.

He had guessed her purpose long ago, so when he received his grandfather's order, he did not object and chere directly to drink coffee.

vette definitely has her own confidence and plans. She had temper, but she would never act rashly without a plan.

Yusef sighed in secret. He finally understood why Mr. Chavez liked Ms. Zeller. He thought, Having a temper without ability and acting impulsively is called conceit. Having enough ability, an impressive temper, and a unique personality is what truly makes a big shot!'

Jase's face was calm as he spoke to Clifford. "Yvette must have planned this. Otherwise, do you really think she is brainless and likes to fire guns at the drop of a hat? She must have done this on purpose. You should understand her intentions."

Clifford suddenly understood and thought, 'Yvette must think of the reason for firing the gun from the beginning, with each step leading to the current result. What a meticulous mind; not a single step can be wrong, even anticipating that Ybaulla will ask Interpol for help. Yvette is amazing!" Clifford now doubled that his son could not match such a girl. She had artistic talent, was an Interpol officer, and both her intelligence and martial values were top-notch. You couldn't find one in a million.

After Clifford left, Jeremiah also got up to leave. Jase, leaning on his cane, stood up. "Your wife is quite considerate of you.". Yusef didn't understand and thought, 'What he mean by that?' X