Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

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Emmett glanced at the red invitation card on the table and mus, No wonder Bruno looks sullen. This ex-girlfriend almost got him killed'

Chris frowned. "I don't think this wedding invitation was sent with good intentions. It's better not to attend it."

Bruno was momentarily silent before he shook his head. His expression was serious as he protested, "No way! Everyone knows that sly dog Orlando had invited me to his wedding. If I don't attend it, wouldn't my reputation get tarnished? Does he think I'm scared of him?" Bruno's expression was ruthless as he lit a cigarette.

Emmett suggested, "Why don't you talk to Yvette about this and see what she thinks?"

Bruno paused momentarily and looked at Emmell before he picked up the invitation on the table and replied, "Alright. I'll discuss this with Yvette and see what she says. I'll do whatever she advises." After saying that, he hurried out. Emmett and Chris exchanged glances and followed him.

In the living room. Yvette had just turned on the TV, planning to continue watching the blind date show from this morning. She was about to open a bag of chips when Bruno rushed in from outside. "Yvette! Glad you're not in your room. I need your advice," he blurted. He looked around the living room and questioned. "Is Mr. Chavez not here?"

Yvette raised an eyebrow, glanced upstairs, and drawled, "He's on the phone." Then she glanced at Bruno again. Her voice was characteristically languid as she asked, "Do you need something?" Bruno nodded seriously, as Emmett and Chris entered the living room. "Hey, Yvette!" they greeted.

Yvette nodded, figuring that they must have been together before coming over. She raised an eyebrow and ordered succinctly, "Start talking

Bruno put the invitation card on the table. Yvette set down the chips and picked the card up, her gaze indifferent as she went through the details.

She narrowed her eyes and her expression turned cold and distant as she probed in an indifferent voice, "Your first love that betrayed you is getting married?"

Bruno nodded, leaned over, and took a sip of water from his glass before answering, "Yeah. It's the woman who betrayed me four years ago. She's getting married, but that's not the point. Look at the groom's name!"

Yvette's exquisite face was expressionless as her hands rested on the couch's armrest, and she asked, "Who's Orlando?"

Bruno sighed helplessly. He looked at Yvette's expression and thought, 'It seems Yvette has forgotten. She wiped out Orlando's entire family, yet now she can't even remember his name."

Emmett and Chris' eyebrows twitched as they looked in puzzlement at Yvette. I guess for Yvette, someone like Orlando probably doesn't even register on her radar, thought Emmett.

Bruno piped up, "Yvette, Orlando is the nephew of Bobby, the pirate you killed four years ago. Back then, he escaped by hiding in the cellar and was the only survivor in his family.

After that, he used his connections in the government to recruit soldiers and build his force. This jerk is just like Bobby, but times have changed. He doesn't dare to sell women openly now; instead, he makes money by trafficking drugs," continued Bruno. 09:51 Fri, Jan 3 CBFI

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Hearing his explanations, Vogtie finally remembered Bobby when she killed four years ago.

Yvette raised her eyebrows before leaning back on the couch and crossing her legs. She glanced at Bruno and smirked. "Your first girlfriend really has a thing for your enemies, doesn't she?

Bruno couldn't help but laugh awkwardly at that comment. Yvetje just went right for the jugular again. Her sharp tongue has only gotten more acerbic over the past four years.

But that's not the key point here, right? I guess us common folks can't really keep up with her train of thoughts, sighed Bruno inwardly before replying, "Yvette, do you think I should Orlando's definitely up to no good. Can you give me some advice? Chris and Emmett, who were sitting nearby, also looked over to vette.

Yvette calmly picked up the open bag of chips from the table and started eating slowly, not in a hurry to reply to Bruno. She seemed quite focused on the blind date show on TV.

Bruno fidgeted impatiently, pulling at his ears but not daring to say anything more. He could only sit there quietly, waiting- He couldn't understand why Yvette was so absorbed in these blind date shows featuring middle-aged people.

Hence, Bruno, Emmett, and Chris, three grown men sat on the couch, accompanying Yvette as she watched the blind date show for a good half hour until the show went for a commercial break,

Only then did Yvette put down her chips and looked over. She rested her chin on her hand and drawled, "Since he's someone who slipped through and escaped, why not just get rid of him?"

Wette's expression was as calm as still water as if she were talking about something completely insignificant.

Bruno immediately understood what she meant. It was a typical vette solution. A phrase Yvette said four years ago still echoes in his mind. "Enemies are like weeds, ifyou don't pull them out by roots, they'll be a never-ending problem for you! Yvette's ruthlessness was deeply embedded in her; she never gave her enemies a way out.

Emmett and Chris had already guessed this much. After being with Yvette for so long, they had come to understand her a

bit.

Bruno nodded seriously. "Alright, Yvette. I get it. Tomorrow I'll güther my crew and ensure Orlando's taken care of at the wedding. Don't worry."

Yvette crossed her legs and smirked slyly, her demeanor both wicked and flamboyant. Then her expression changed to indifference as she narrowed her deep-set eyes and said nonchalantly. "No need for so much hassle. I'll come with you."

Bruno stood up abruptly, his eyes wide in surprise, and stammered. "Y-Yvette, are you saying you want to come with me?" Yvette gave a lazy, half-shut gaze and asked casually, "What? Dont you trust me?"

Bruno shook his head frantically. "Yvette, of I trust you! I'm just so excited. If you're coming with me, why would I need anyone else? I'll just sit back and enjoy the show from behind your

As soon as Bruno finished speaking, he clamped his mouth shut his expression turning awkward. He had accidentally voiced his thoughts.

Emmett pinched the bridge of his nose, thinking, Bruno is wearing an expression that says he's getting an easy win all over

his face.

Yvette lifted her gaze slightly, her eyes like deep pools as she smirked. "Enjoy the show? You're dreaming big, aren't you?"

Bruno quickly tried to flatter her, "Yvette, you have to understand that me saying that shamelessly just shows how formidable you are. Maybe the question should be why are you so powerful?" DYST HIL JAN 3

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Chris and Emmett couldn't bear to watch any longer, 'Oh boy, here comes another bootlicker, thought Chris.

Yvette raised an eyebrow, lifted her deep gaze, and glanced at Bruno. "So it's my fault now?" she teased.

Bruno nodded quickly before switching the topic. "Yvette, I'll go prepare your weapons right away," he offered.

After saying that, he cheerfully said goodbye to Emmett and Chris and left the living room. If he stayed any longer, he feared Yvette might just kick him out.

Emmett who was still seated in the living room asked, "Yvette, aren't we going to involve Mr. Chavez in this situation?"

Sometimes, Emmett really envied the relationship between Jeremiah and Yvette. Whenever Yvette wanted to do something, Jeremiah would always unhesitatingly support and believe in her Yvette never questioned Jeremiah's actions. They trusted each other completely and had full confidence in each other's

skills.