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

Upon hearing this, Yvette turned to look at Samuel, his brow rated, exuding defiance.

Just then, a white car pulled up in front of the Bamboo Hall, with a black car following behind.

The car doors opened, and an old man got out of the vehicle whose hair was gray and neatly combed.

The old man was dressed in a dark patterned suit that was handmade and worth a lot.

Then, a young boy stepped out. The boy was thin, and he immediately moved closer to the old man as he got out.

The boy lowered his head, counting on his fingers and muttering words under his breath that no one else could understand.

A bodyguard from the car behind handed over a cane that had been prepared in advance.

The old man took the cane and looked at Yvette and Samuel standing on the steps.

From the old man's position, only Yvette's back was visible, but he could see Samuel The old man frowned slightly.

Samuel saw that Yvette was unfazed by his tactics.

Just as Samuel was about to threaten her, he noticed the old man getting out of the car.

Samuel quickly adjusted his suit and walked over, speaking with respect and modesty when he reached the old man.

"Mr. Owens, you're here. The private room is ready, and I'm waiting for you and your esteemed guests.” The old man was James, the director of the National Physics Lab in Betrico, one of Clusia's three most respected elders. James had been a leading figure in Clusia's physics field, one of the first to study abroad and return to contribute.

It was fair to say James dedicated his entire youth to Clusia's physics projects.

James witnessed firsthand Clusia's physics achievements reaching their present level and played an indispensable role. Samuel had only encountered James twice, and this was the second meeting, so they weren't familiar with each other.

Even ten families like the Lake family wouldn't get the attention of the Owens family.

Samuel deliberately acted very friendly with James to send a message to Yvette, letting her know that Bamboo Hall shouldn't be underestimated.

James observed Samuel's behavior but didn't say anything because he didn't see the point in fussing over the youngster Samuel.

James tilted his head and smiled kindly, looking at the boy who was mumbling with his head down. James said softly, "Michael, go in with me. Soon, you'll meet the person you've been eager to see." Michael with his head down suddenly looked up, and his delicate face showed. Michael's eyes were shiny. There wasn't a trace of evil thought in his gaze, and it was as clear as a baby's. Michael nodded excitedly, clutching James's sleeve tightly and urged. "Grandpa, let's hurry. I can't wait Seeing this, Samuel curled his lips with disdain and thought, "The boy named Michael is probably the fool of the Owens family. James is so poor to have such a fate. His son and daughter-in-law died young, and his grandson becmentally challenged in that car accident Michael immediately sensed the hostility from Samuel and quickly stepped back, looking fearfully at Samuel while shaking his head.

James didn't truly understand what Michael meant, so he could only reassure Michael not to be scared Samuel seized the chance to chin. "Mr. Owens, should we go inside first? Has your guest arrived? Do you needto wait here personally?" James watched Yvette who was slowly turn around to face him, and a look of excitement washed over his face. James leaned on his cane, moved past Samuel who was waiting for a reply, and headed straight toward Yvette.

Michael followed closely, not lifting his head, maintaining every step.

Samuel, bewildered, quickly followed them.

James, using his cane, walked to the bottom of the steps and stood before Yvette.

James' voice quivered slightly. "When do you get here? Why don't you senda message? Have you been waiting long? Are you tired? Cinside quickly, and the sun is so strong out here. You're a fair-skinned girl, so you shouldn't get tan." Samuel's footsteps cto an abrupt halt not far away, and he looked blankly at the scene ahead, his face turning a shade of gray. A deep sense of despair rose within him.

If FastPulse Technologies wouldn't invest in Bamboo Hall, they could seek another company.

But Yvette being so familiar with James made things serious.

If James found out about what just happened, judging by James's attitude towards Yvette, Bamboo Hall would go business.

Many people find it hard even to meet James, let alone have a conversation with him.

The scene was too overwhelming for Samuel, and he felt he could barely breathe.

Yvette stayed calm, nodding politely at James. She said calmly. Let's choose another." out of James paused for a moment, turned his head, and looked at Samuel who had a look of avoidance and fear. James had already guessed something bad must have happened before he arrived that upset Yvette.

James suddenly appeared more imposing James tapped the floor with his cane, which left Samuel who was farther away completely flustered.

Samuel was extremely panicked.

Michael stared directly at Yvette, and when Yvette's gaze swept over, he shyly looked away.

Michael hid beside James, stealing glances at Yvette, and Michael's eyes were shining.

James said. "Let's go to another place. We've been eating at Bamboo Hall for so many years, and it's becold news and it's tto try something new.

Hearing this, Samuel collapsed onto the floor in despair. He knew James was the key figure responsible for Bamboo Hall's current status and prestige.

In Betrico's upper-classeireles, it was due to James's calligraphy for Bamboo Hall that intellectuals initially supported Bamboo Hall.

If James's words today were to spread around, Bamboo Hall would surely lose many of its upscale clients.

Bamboo Hall wouldn't have such a bright future. The ordinary person would not spend 1.5 million dollars on a membership cand to dine.

Right now, Samuel felt like he was about to faint.

Yvette nodded slightly.

Samuel could only watch helplessly as the three of them left. He shakily took out his phone and called back. The call went through.

Samuel said, "Dad, our Bamboo Hall is over." After the three left, James found another restaurant that was especially discreet and also required membership. Although the decor wasn't as nice as Bamboo Hall, the food was even better.

After sitting down, James told his bodyguards to leave and only Yvette, James, and Michael were in the private room

James was the first to speak, with a hint of reflection. "Hello, Siren Ifth hadn't seen you for myself today, I would find it hard to believe that you're Siren."

Yvette pursed her lips, slightly lowering her gaze, her elegant fingers lightly holding the coffee cup. Yvette spoke gently, "CallYvette, and it was just a lucky break."

James waved his hand and spoke sincerely, "Yvette, the new energy projects have also been researched by labs abroad. If you had given your thesis and expert data to m them, I'm sure you would've gotten a significant reward. But you didn't, and you gave it to Simon anonymously in exchange for a spot at Argrol University. That's an unfair trade. With that data, you could have gotten into Mysonna's top university, not to mention an unknown one like Argrol University. It shows you love your country." Yvette took a sip of water and set the glass down, her eyes flickering momentarily. She said, "No." James chuckled, looking at Yvette with a confident expression. "You can't deny it. Even if you did, I wouldn't believe it." James thought Patriots were always so humble.

Yvette was speechless.

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