Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Jase continued. “Tomorrow, after we meet the granddaughter James recognized, check her background. If she’s manipulative or intentionally getting close to that old guy with bad intentions, you need to be cautious. I’m worried his unstable mental state might be exploited by someone with ulterior motives. If the secret of the physical research in James’s hands is stolen by another country, the loss would be unimaginable. I just can’t figure out what kind of girl could catch that cranky old guy’s fancy; it’s really strange.”

Jase’s words carried discontent and suspicion about the granddaughter James recognized.

Jeremiah placed the peeled shrimp into Yvette’s bowl, and before Jase could say anything more, he interrupted him. “Grandpa, let’s be careful with our words and actions.”

Jase was taken aback. ‘What does this brat mean by that? What did I say that was wrong?‘

Clifford and Aurora also looked at Jeremiah, a bit puzzled.

The only one at the table who was calm was Yvette, who continued eating the shrimp Jeremiah had peeled for her, casually swinging her little feet under the table, looking very relaxed.

Clifford suspiciously asked Jeremiah, “Do you know James’s new granddaughter?”NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

Before Jeremiah could answer, Aurora spoke first, winking at everyone while saying, “How could it be? Jeremiah wouldn’t know James’s granddaughter. Other than Yvette, he definitely wouldn’t know any other strange woman.” Aurora confidently guaranteed this while discreetly kicking Clifford under the table. ‘This man has no sense at all; why would he ask that with my daughter–in–law here? Isn’t that digging a pit for my son to jump into?‘

Clifford caught on, awkwardly coughing and glancing at Yvette, feeling a bit guilty. ‘But my daughter–in–law is really a true daughter–in–law; that kick almost sent me away!

Jase, worried that his comment might upset the young couple, quickly chimed in. “Well, Jeremiah surely doesn’t know that mysterious woman.”

Jase, Aurora, and Clifford all waited for Yvette’s reaction, and the dining table suddenly fell silent.

Yvette leisurely finished the last bite of shrimp, looked up, raised an eyebrow, smirked a little mischievously, and nodded nonchalantly at the three of them, saying, “He knows her, but I don’t mind.”

Now it was Aurora and the other two who were stunned. ‘When did this child become so easygoing? She’s not even mad that Jeremiah knows a girl!

Jeremiah looked into Yvette’s eyes across the table and wisely chose to play along. He nodded slightly, speaking seriously to the three at the table, his voice low. “Yeah, she doesn’t mind.”

Yvette and Jeremiah’s words made the rest of the dinner difficult for the other three, leaving them with no appetite.

After dinner, in the living room, the four of them sat on the sofa sipping coffee.

Suddenly, Jase stood up, leaning on his cane, and said to Yvette, “Yev, would you like to accompany this old man upstairs to my study and take a look at my collection of paintings? I wonder if I could have the honor of having our Cyanbird deity critique my artwork.”

Jeremiah, Aurora, and Clifford knew this was just an excuse; Jase wanted to talk to her privately. Yvette also understood this; she put down her water cup and nodded. “Sure.”

Jase smiled, and the two of them went upstairs, leaving the family of three in the living room to continue drinking coffee…

Aurora sat across from Jeremiah, watching his indifferent expression, and deliberately asked, “Brat, aren’t you worried your grandpa will make things difficult for Yvette?”

Clifford also put down his newspaper and adjusted his glasses. “This brat is indeed acting a bit strange today; something feels off.‘

Jeremiah looked at the two curious people and replied calmly, “Grandpa won’t.”

Clifford chuckled at Jeremiah’s confidence. ‘Is this brat pretending to be clueless while knowing full well?‘ Suddenly, he recalled the incident of Kaiden being killed today, and his expression darkened, becoming more serious, his gaze sharp. “Who

killed Kaiden, you or your daughter–in–law?”

At the same time, in the study on the second floor, Jase took a sip of Da Hong Pao tea, waved his hand to let Yusef go down first, then focused his sharp gaze on Yvette, exuding the authority and dominance of someone in power. “Did you kill Kaiden?”

Yvette sat in the chair opposite him, lifted her eyes, and raised her eyelids slightly. Her usual cool demeanor showed no sign of fear or fluctuation in her gaze as she calmly replied, “Yeah, I killed him.” Then she leisurely took a sip of her floral coffee, looking at Jase with an air of tranquility…

After a moment, Jase suddenly laughed. He looked at Yvette, increasingly satisfied. His granddaughter–in–law had indeed surprised him these past few days. ‘Setting aside Kaiden’s Ybaulla’s identity, the fact that he dared to kidnap someone from the Chavez family to win the competition through unscrupulous means was enough for him to die dozens of times… If my granddaughter–in–law knows who kidnapped Aurora and remains unfazed, that would truly disappoint me.’

Jase said, “Girl, your identity is far more complex than I imagined, isn’t it?” He knew very well that Yvette’s background was definitely not as simple as what he had found out. “This kid has an extraordinary level of intelligence and skill; she kills decisively and cleanly, which is not something an ordinary girl can achieve. The secrets she carries probably cannot be uncovered unless she reveals them herself. What I’ve discovered about her background took some effort, but with dedication, it wasn’t too hard. But is this really all there is? I’m afraid it’s far from that!‘

Yvette, hearing Jase’s words, looked at him calmly. Her deep black eyes and indifferent expression held no emotion as she replied in a slightly husky voice, “It’s fine.”

Jase’s mouth twitched slightly. “Girl, can we not be so modest?”

Yvette held her coffee cup, her voice still icy. “I’m not being modest; I just don’t know which identity you’re referring to.”

Jase found her response both amusing and exasperating, ‘So I’m the only one taking this seriously, while this girl isn’t bothered at all.‘ He spoke formally, “No matter how many identities you have, the Chavez family will always support you from behind and trust you unconditionally.” At his age and position, very few people received such a promise and assurance from him, making even a single word from him invaluable.

Downstairs, Jeremiah watched Clifford with a blank expression, his gaze heavy.

Aurora, standing nearby, had only learned about this matter in the afternoon. It was Yvette who killed Kaiden, but she thought it was a good thing–swift and decisive.

Jeremiah said, “Yeah, the girl killed him–one shot, dead on the spot.”

Clifford was momentarily stunned by Jeremiah’s unwavering response.

Aurora stood up, somewhat indignantly saying, “Honey, our daughter–in–law didn’t do anything wrong.”

Clifford noticed their expressions and realized they had misunderstood. He sat back on the sofa, rubbed his temples, and said softly, “I’m not here to assign blame. I just think that this little punk should take care of such things in the future. Why let our daughter–in–law do the dirty work of killing?”