Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Victor glanced up, catching Yvette’s gaze fixed sharply on him. Her piercing look made him feel exposed as if she could see right through his intention to kill Winona from the start.

Victor gave Yvette an awkward smile, then uncomfortably looked away.

Yvette squeezed her fingers, pulled her gaze back, then turned to Zachary and said, “Let’s go.”

Zachary nodded, sparing a final glance at Winona’s lifeless body his expression heavy with resignation. Death had finally claimed her, bringing an end to her troubled path. Hopefully, in the next life, she could find a better way.

Seeing the two about to leave, Victor quickly instructed his men to take care of the scene and then jogged to catch up, calling out, “Mr. Chambers, please wait.”

Zachary and Yvette paused, turning back as Victor adjusted his tie and addressed Zachary with a composed but humble tone.

“Mr. Chambers, I assure you that the Carter family had no part in today’s events. Please don’t misunderstand our intentions. Claude, my grandfather, has decided to withdraw from Seacrity and focus on expanding in Mysonna. Soon, only the Chambers and Lewis families will remain here!”

Zachary’s surprise was evident. The Carters, entrenched in Seacrity for generations, were suddenly abandoning the city? Reflecting on the recent sell–off of their stocks, he realized it hadn’t been a mere market strategy–this was a full retreat. It was all happening rather abruptly.

Victor lowered his gaze, concealing the complexity of the decision. Leaving Seacrity was a monumental move for the Carter family, uprooting a legacy built over centuries. But they’d run out of options.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

His grandfather had admitted that, although he hadn’t directly involved himself in the events that led to Yvette’s mother’s- downfall, he had quietly encouraged them.

Initially, when Yvette returned to the city, she seemed like a harmless young woman from the countryside, unworthy of attention.

But things had quickly spiraled beyond control. Yvette not only garnered the interest of the elite from Betrico but also became a renowned artist and an Interpol Officer.

Her involvement, no doubt, had turned the tide in the Chambers family’s favor during their clash with the Smiths.

The outcome for Dennis and the Smith family made the Carters realize the stakes were too high. Before Yvette could turn her attention to them, they needed to withdraw from Seacrity and secure their position in Mysonna, which was far from her reach.

Victor thought back to the arranged marriage Claude had set up for Rebecca. The family she would be joining held immense power in Mysonna, ensuring that the Carters‘ influence would eventually be restored,

Witnessing firsthand the devastating defeat of Winona’s hired men, Victor understood just how dangerous Yvette was. Claude had been right, a confrontation with Yvette would be disastrous for the Carters.

Claude had been right, a confrontation with Yvette would be disastrous for the Carters. Claude knew Jaiden Lewis, ever shrewd, would never cross the Chambers, and once the Carters withdrew, Seacrity would belong to the Chambers.

Zachary offered a courteous “Congratulations,” his voice polite. He knew Claude’s departure wasn’t without motive, but as to what exactly, he couldn’t say.

As Victor watched them leave, he exhaled deeply, finally beginning to relax–until Yvette stopped. Without turning around, she curved her lips into a faint smirk and spoke slowly, “Running won’t change the consequences of your actions.”

Her words made Victor–freeze, a chill coursing down his spine as cold sweat broke out. He wondered, ‘Does Yvette know something?‘

Though Zachary didn’t understand her remark, he refrained from questioning it.

As the two of them disappeared from view, Victor immediately pulled out his phone and called his grandfather. “Hey, Claude…”

As soon as Yvette and Zachary stepped out of the factory, Layla’s driver hurried over, visibly relieved to see Yvette unharmed.

He had been ready to risk his job rather than let something happen to her.

“Miss, are you alright?” he asked anxiously. “I called the police–they should be here soon.”

Zachary glanced curiously at the driver, wondering who this man was.

Looking at the honest, kind–looking driver, Yvette’s eyes narrowed thoughtfully, “Are you interested in a new job?”

The driver was taken aback, hesitating before sighing with a touch of pessimism. “Miss, finding work these days isn’t easy. If Ms. Chambers fires me, she won’t leave me with any options.

“She’s a branch member of the Chambers family, and she’s supposedly very favored by Mr. Chambers himself. If she spreads the word, no one in Seacrity’s elite circles would hire me

Zachary’s eyebrows shot up, baffled. He thought, ‘When had I ever shown any favor toward Layla?‘

Zachary looked to Yvette, who raised a brow and said pointedly, “Don’t you have something to say?”

Clearing his throat, Zachary addressed the driver directly.

“I’m the Mr. Chambers you’re talking about. If you’re interested, I’d be happy to hire you as a driver for the Chambers family. Monthly salary at twenty thousand, with full benefits through the Chambers Group. Does that sound acceptable?”

The driver gaped in disbelief. Was this man really Mr. Chambers? A twenty thousand salary with full benefits sounded like something out of a dream.

To ease the driver’s uncertainty, Zachary pulled out his business card and handed it over. Finally, seeing the card, the driver’s nervousness turned into excitement.

This man was a billionaire! The driver could hardly believe it–this was the man whose influence could shake Seacrity’s business world, and he treated him respectfully.

Yvette gave the driver a cool look, her tone steady. “Think it over. If you’re interested, contact him.”

The driver nodded vigorously, his face lighting up. This opportunity was beyond anything he’d imagined. He’d been earning ten thousand with Layla and never dreamed of benefits. This was an offer he couldn’t refuse.

“Ms. Chambers, Mr. Chambers,” the driver said eagerly, “I don’t need to think it over. I can start tomorrow.”

“Great,” Zachary replied. “Just report to the Chambers residence in the morning.”

As he watched them leave, the driver felt as though he’d encountered a stroke of pure luck. His daughter’s words echoed in his mind, ‘Be kind, and the heavens will reward you.

If he had turned a blind eye today, he doubted such fortune would have come his way,

In the car, as Zachary drove, he kept sneaking glances at Yvette, his mind lingering on her cryptic words to Victor.

Yvette noticed his sidelong glances and, with a faint smile, said, “Go ahead.”

Zachary hesitated before asking, “So, uh, Yvette… that last thing you said to Victor about ‘running–what exactly did you mean?”

Zachary looked almost innocent, his curiosity unguarded.

Propping her chin on her hand, Yvette replied calmly, “Claude might have been involved in what happened back then.” The moment Zachary heard this, his grip on the wheel faltered, and he pulled over, parking by the side of the road. That Claude jerk had a hand in it?” Zachary’s expression hardened. “Then let’s go after him—he can’t be allowed to get away.”

He reached for his phone, intent on making a call, but Yvette’s cool gaze stopped him. “It’s only a suspicion,” she said. “I have no evidence.”

Zachary paused, his fingers hovering over the dial. He nodded firmly. “Your suspicion is all the evidence ed.”