Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Chapter 688

Frankie nodded bashfully and said to Yvette, "Yvette, li doesn't have to be too much. How about just 7 million dollars? Given our relationship, I'd feel bad asking for more. 7 million dollars is fine. Check or transfer, whatever's easier for you, Yvette" Frankie's eyes up with excitement. He thought, 'Finally, I can get money from Yvette. This is definitely the most glorious moment of my life, something I can proudly brag about for years to come.

Yvette sat on the couch with her legs crossed. She lifted her gaze a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Then, she pursed her lips and let her expression settle into calm neutrality before lazily saying, "7 million dollars? Alright then." Emmett, Bruno, and Chris were all stunned when Yvette so readily agreed to give Frankie 7 million dollars. They wondered, "What's going on? Is Yvette really going to give out 7 million so easily? It seems a bit too out of her character to do so

Hearing this, Frankie was practically bouncing with joy. Beside him, Jeremiah raised an eyebrow as a gleam flashed in his eyes. Does Frankie really think he can trick Yvette into giving him money?

Without hesitation, Yvette pulled out her phone and swiftly transferred 7 million dollars to Frankie's account. She didn't need any approvals because her bank account had the highest authority. She could transfer 30 million dollars just like that, so 7 million dollars was barely worth mentioning.

In less than a minute, Frankie's phone buzzed with a notification confirming the 7 million transfer. Seeing the message. brought him an overwhelming sense of relief and satisfaction. This, without a doubt, was the pinnacle of his life.

Emmett, Bruno, and Chris struggled to process the fact that Yvette had sent the money to Frankie. Bruno said wistfully, Alas! If I'd known, I'd have asked for 7 million dollars as compensation too."

Chris and Emmett didn't say anything. They had the feeling that things weren't as simple as they seemed. "Does Frankie really think he can get away with Yvette's money?"

Yvette slightly narrowed her eyes and raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint gracing her delicate and pretty features. She fiddled with her phone while glancing at Frankie, who was beaming with joy, and leisurely said, "Happy?"

Without thinking, Frankie replied, "Yeah, I'm super happy." Just as he was reveling in the joy brought by the 7 million dollars, his phone started buzzing non-stop with text notifications.

[Your account has been debited 7 million dollars.] [Your account has been debited 10 million dollars] [Your account has been debited 30 million dollars.]

The barrage of notifications left Frankie completely stunned. 'What the heck? What's happening? What's wrong with my account? Hacked? No way. I save my money in a Sumanthova bank. It has the world's best security system. How could it get hacked so easily?" Chris chimed in, "What's wrong? Did Yvette's 7 million make you so happy that you're spacing out?"

Emmett and Bruno also turned their attention to Frankie, noticing his unusual expression. "What is with his expression? Is he crying or are those tears of joy?

Frankie suddenly snapped his head up and turned to Yvette, who was resting her chin on her hand while idly fiddling with her phone. He thought, 'Damn! Who else but Yvette would dare to transfer that much money from my account?

Frankie swallowed hard, forcing a fawning smile as he looked at Yvette. "Yvette, can I return the 7 million dollars, please?" As his phone buzzed with endless notifications, his heart ached as if it was bleeding.

Yyette crossed her legs and looked up. She squinted slightly as she flicked her hair. Raising an eyebrow, she spoke nonchalantly, "I suppose I should give you 7 million dollars as compensation."

Jeremiah smirked knowingly. He had already guessed that Frankie's account had been hacked. Emmett took Frankie's phone

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and saw the texts flooding the screen within a minute, silently rating the staggering amounts debited from the account He was sure it was Yvette's doing.

Indeed. Yvette had paid Frankie 7 million dollars, but in return, the billions in Frankie's account had almost completely vanished.

Bruno and Chris did exactly as Emmett had. They leaned over to glance at Frankie's phone before quietly putting it down. They couldn't help but feel a mix of relief and dread. They knew it was never easy to get money out of Yvette. Sure enough, she had been lying in wait for just the right moment to strike.

Frankie was nearly on his knees. If Yvette transferred even little more, his secret stash-the savings he'd been carefully building for years-would be completely wiped out.

He pleaded, "Yvette, look, I don't need any compensation at all. nst night, I went on stage because I wanted to perform. I have a strong desire to perform! Things like 'Four Little Swans' and 'Auld Lang Syne' are my favorite performances. I had at great night. No loss at all! The 7 million dollars? That was just a joke, Yvette. Please, don't take it seriously."

Frankie's tone was filled with genuine sincerity. He eagerly looked at Yvette, got up to brew her a cup of coffee, and handed it to her with both hands. His actions were so smooth that Bruno couldn't help but feel like clapping.

"Yvette, have some coffee. You've been holding your phone for so long, your hand must be sore." Frankie smiled ingratiatingly.

Finally, Yvette lifted her eyelids, a faint smile playing on her lips. She set her phone down, and almost instantly, the relentless notification sounds from Frankie's phone came to an abrupt stop.

Wette picked up the warm coffee that Frankie had just poured and sipped it slowly. She said, "Oh? Since you had a great- night yesterday, I'll take a fee as a token gesture. After all, without me, would you have even made it on stage? And without performing, could you have felt this happy? We're good friends, so I'll charge you only 30 million dollars."

Yvette's expression seemed to say, "See? Our relationship is so great, I even gave you a discount."

Jeremiah turned his head to look at her, his blue eyes deep and unreadable, a fleeting smile playing across his face. Yvette tilted her head slightly, meeting his gaze with a casual glance. Her eyes held a rebellious arrogance, and a smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. ly stunned. He stared at Yvette, his eyes filled with a mix of disbelief and accusation as he mused, "Yvette is Frankie was utterly just too... shameless! How could she even say something like that? Who is she trying to fool?

Not only did Frankie fail to get 7 million dollars from Yvette, but he also ended up losing 30 million dollars. 'Does this make any sense? Is there no justice left? Isn't there anyone who will stand up for what's right anymore? Frankie thought,

Frankie's gaze first landed on Emmett, hoping to get some support from him. In response, Emmett massaged his temples with a blank expression. He knew too well that going against Yvette would never end well. He thought with a twinge of guilt, 'Sometimes you just had to turn a blind eye to your friend's suffering.

Emmett said in a deep voice, "Yvette's completely right. You really should spend that 30 million dollars."

Frankie stumbled back two steps, staring at Emmett in disbelief, Traitor, he thought

Unwilling to give up, Frankie turned his gaze to Chris, Chris stood up and nodded seriously. "Yvette's spot on

Chris, perhaps feeling a twinge of guilt, avoided Frankie's gaze and let out a soft, awkward cough. Frankie was about to turn to Bruno, But after a brief moment of thought, he gave up the idea altogether.

"Even Bruno, who had once been a fearsome head pirate, had been reduced to performing as a dancer under Yvette's command. Expecting him to speak up is a lost cause.

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And Mr. Chavez? Ever since he met Yvette, his entire world has revolved around her. There's no way he'll help me, Frankie thought bitterly.

Frankie hung his head in defeat and muttered, "Alright, Yvette, million dollars."

Only heaven knew how much it hurt him to say those words. He never dare to cross Yvette again for the rest of his life.