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

"Why are you still standing there?" Yvette said to John.

John mechanically nodded, giving a sympathetic glance at Ethan, whose wrist was twisted, and then looking at the casual, indifferent Yvette. He wondered. 'She's so ruthless. How strong is she to break someone's bones like that?' He also made a mental note, I have to avoid infuriating Yvette in the future. My small arms and legs can't take it. I'll be more tactful when asking her to finish her homework! John then hurried to catch up and replied, “I'm coming, I'm coming! Wait for me, my goddess!" Neither of them paid any attention to Ethan, who was groaning on the floor. Ethan took out his cell phone and called Lucas to pick him up and handle his school withdrawal.

When Ethan got back, he angrily told his granddad what had happened. Only after his granddad repeatedly promised to take revenge for him did Ethan agree to leave the next day to recuperate and study abroad.

Ethan's granddad was no fool. Daniel's arrest at that tmeant that he had offended someone important. How else could a deputy mayor have fallen from grace so easily? Many people had been investigated in just one day. That was not something an ordinary person could do.

He had gone to ask around and found out that Daniel had been taken to the police station, possibly because of a young girl. However, the girl had walked out of the station unharmed while Daniel had been interrogated. As a veteran, Ethan's granddad was quick to understand the situation. When he had found out that Ethan had been the cause, he had lost all hope in him.

The girl's identity or the people supporting her weren't something his small family could afford to challenge. He would not risk that for a worthless grandson. Over the years, he had seen the father and son's wrongdoings firsthand. No matter how many times he had tried to put a stop to it, nothing had changed. So, he finally gave up.

Years ago, when Daniel married his daughter, it hadn't taken long for him to start having affairs, which ultimately led to his h daughter's tragic death.

The Brooks family was negatively influencing Ethan. The problem was deep-rooted, but since Ethan was the child of his only daughter, he couldn't just sit by and do nothing. So he sent him abroad, hoping to reform him. He wouldn't mind leaving him an inheritance for support if he turned out well. However, he would let Ethan follow Daniel's path if he remained stubborn and hopeless.

Ethan was unaware of the situation and thought he was going abroad to live a lavish lifestyle as before. Only later did he learn that his granddad had placed him in a strict boarding school, where he was left to his own devices, except for spocket money that was sent periodically.

In the end, he fell in with a wild group of rich kids overseas, developed a drug addiction, and tragically died on the streets, but that was another story for another time.

Meanwhile, Simon received an e-mail from Siren in the Principal's office early in the morning. He opened it- excitedly. It contained the third phase of the discussion about the new chip. He quickly forwarded it to Betrico, then sat back in his chair, feeling restless. It was quite unexpected to receive an article from Siren about the chip after such a long time.

Simon took a sip of his coffee, calming his nerves. He had a pretty good idea why Siren had emailed him again. It must be about what happened with Yvette a few days ago. Maybe Siren was repaying him for going to the police station that day. He thought. It seems Siren values Yvette even more than I thought. Simon put down his coffee cup and stared blankly at a tree outside the window, wondering. Has that person found any clues? In the meantime, a crowd had gathered around the bulletin board of Argrol University that day. Students from various faculties were eagerly rubbing their hands together in anticipation, each one more excited than the last.

As Yvette and Jolin passed by, Bonnie struggled to make her way out from the crowd, but the sea of people made it impossible, She was jostled around, losing hope with each push 1/2 ☐☐66% 11:03 Wed, Oct 9 ) BU Chapter 67 Bonnie had just fueled herself up and was ready to dash when the bustling crowd suddenly fell quiet. "What's going on? Could it be that the heavens have heard my silent plea? Bonnie wondered. Confused, she saw Yvette and John standing just a few feet away. "Ah, no wonder. It's Yve! she thought to herself.

Almost every student at Argrol University knew Yvette. Several incidents had caused quite a stir, and now she was the trending topic on the school forum. In second place was Winona, Before Yvette came, Winona was the well-known campus belle of Argrol University. Now, Yvette was way ahead in the campus beauty polls. It was hard to predict who would be the next campus beauty queen. Even the lecturers of different faculties knew about Yvette.

Speople at the scene had never met her before and thought her photos were heavily edited, unable to believe that a girl could be both beautiful and have flawless skin. When Yvette appeared, everyone fell silent. Those who saw Yvette for the first twere amazed by her beauty.

Bonnie waved her hand excitedly and called out. "Yve, you're here! The cafeteria is serving your favorite pork ribs today!" Yvette nodded slightly. The cafeteria's pork ribs were very delicious. One would miss them if they were late, and with the lunch lady's unsteady hands, one would only get a few pieces per serving, which was never enough.

Bonnie's voice was very loud. Now, everyone knew that the cafeteria was serving pork ribs.

John, holding the documents to his chest, looked puzzled as he asked Bonnie, "What's happening today? Why is everyone gathered here?" Bonnie wiped the sweat from her hands before saying, “John, have you lost your mind? Our school's annual Art Festival is coming up! Don't we put up annual posters and have each faculty prepare candidates to participate? You've been in the lab so long. You're foggy! Remember last year you helped the finance department with... Oh, what was it called?" John quickly interrupted her, looking awkwardly at Yvette, feeling nervous. "That's old news, Bonnie. Can we not talk about i Bonnie gave him a look that was a sign of her understanding.

John did not know whether to laugh or cry. He knew Bonnie was probably daydreaming again. He thought, if she doesn't becsentertainment reporter, her talent will be wasted! "Art Festival?" Yvette asked.

Bonnie thought Yvette was interested, so she quickly explained.

Yve, this Art Festival is quite interesting. It's a unique tradition at our university, different from other schools. We use a a point system because Mr. Sunderland values traditional culture, so there are only four events: piano, chess, calligraphy, and oil painting. Each year, the winners in these areas can earn 70,000 dollars for their faculty. Starting with our class, Ryan won first place in chess last year, giving the physics department a win."

Bonnie paused for a moment before continuing, "As for the oil painting... Winona won it last year. She's on her way to being accepted as a student by Mr. Griffin of the Art Association. So, she definitely knows her stuff. When Bonnie saw that Yvette was not upset, she added, "As for piano and calligraphy, I didn't pay much attention last year, so I don't know which faculty won.

As the three of them were talking, a very arrogant voice rang out from the distance, "Are you Yvette?" X