Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Rodney’s house stood right in the heart of the base–a grand, traditional courtyard with a touch of local ethnic flair. The three–layer design exuded an air of elegance and authority..

As the group stepped into the compound, it was clear that securly was tight. Soldiers stood guard at regular intervals.

In the living room, Yvette took a seat on the main couch. Beside her sat Jeremiah, followed by Emmett, Samantha, and Charles. Eagle King, as casual as ever, sprawled lazily across the other end of the couch.

Rodney poured a glass of juice, placing it carefully on the table in front of Yvette. “Kash took a team out. There’s been some trouble out there, and he’s handling it. He should be back soon. he knew you were here, he’d be thrilled.”

They could tell from Rodney’s excitement that this “Kash” wasn’t an ordinary figure. No doubt, it was another persoй connected to Yvette.

Samantha, Charles, and Emmett instinctively turned their gazes toward Eagle King, who had seemingly become their unofficial guide and source of insider information.

Eagle King popped open a beer from the table, nonchalantly taking a sip before addressing their unspoken curiosity. “Kash is insane when it comes to physical strength. He’s the one Rodney trusts the most.

“They grew up together, but listen here, this guy is downright ruthless and he never blinks when he kills. Once he sets his mind on something, you’d better not stand in his way. I’m telling you, keep your distance when he’s around.”This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

When Eagle King said that, the group immediately understood. They thought, ‘Crazy physical strength? Probably another formidable figure.

Eagle King took another big gulp of his beer, savoring the refreshing buzz. He looked at Yvette and said, “Kash fears nothing but Yvette. If she tells him to do something, he’ll never refuse.”

Yvette rested her chin on one hand, her left hand casually draped over the armrest of the couch. Her slender right hand held a glass, her expression calm. Without a word, she peeled an orange at her own pace and handed a piece to Jeremiah.

Rodney watched Yvette’s gesture, his mood visibly souring. He thought bitterly, ‘One day, I’ll make Yvette realize that I’m the best. She’s just blinded by Jeremiah now.

Rodney muttered under his breath, “Damn it, Jeremiah!’

His voice wasn’t particularly loud, but in a room full of people with sharp ears, it was impossible to miss.

Emmett decided to act as though he hadn’t heard anything, while Samantha paused for a second before doing the same. They weren’t about to get caught in the crossfire.

They thought, ‘Rodney is just a kid. Jeremiah may not be able to deal with a kid, but he can do it to us.

Jeremiah, unfazed, leisurely ate the orange Yvette had peeled for him. He smiled slightly and said in a deep voice, “It’s very sweet.”

Yvette glanced at the two people flanking her–one a composed man, the other an eager boy–and rubbed her forehead. -Samantha took a sip of water before asking curiously, “Yvette, how did you manage to bring Kash under control?”

Hearing Samantha’s question, Rodney swung his legs innocently, his expression pure and playful. “Kash was an orphan. When my father found him, he was living in the forest. His behavior was just like a wolf’s because he was literally raised by werewolves.

“My father saw his savagery and used him to deal with anyone who refused to obey.”

Emmett, Charles, and Samantha were taken aback. They though A child raised by werewolves? Moments like these always reminded them just how strange the world could be.

Rodney shuffled closer to Yvette. He thought his actions had gone unnoticed, but Jeremiah had already noticed it, watching his antics with quiet amusement.

Yvette tilted her head, looking down at Rodney, who was a little shorter than her. Noticing his sneaky maneuver, she smirked faintly but said nothing, simply finding his little schemes amusing.

Straightening up, Rodney continued, “Kash grew up with me. He’s three years older, but after he was brought out of the forest, I was the one who taught him how to cat properly, how to dress, and everything.”

Speaking of which, Rodney looked rather proud of himself.

Eagle King, on the other hand, rolled his eyes. Sure, Rodney had taken good care of Kash–they had practically grown up relying on each other–but to say Rodney didn’t benefit from Kash’s abilities would be unrealistic.

Kash’s combat skills were nothing short of extraordinary. Even in a hand–to–hand fight without using any internal energy, people’s chances of winning were slim.

Kash was born with a wolf’s ferocity, and Rodney’s years of ruling had been supported significantly by Kash’s loyalty.

From assassinations to shielding Rodney from countless attempts on his life, Kash had been the unyielding shield. The scars on his body were too numerous to count. If not for his remarkable resilience, he would have been long gone.

Eagle King downed the rest of his beer in one gulp before smirking. “As for how Yvette managed to bring Kash under her control, maybe you should just ask her directly.”

He still remembered Yvette’s method of taming Kash was nothing short of gruesome.

Rodney turned to Yvette as well, clearly not intending to spill the details himself.

Yvette, however, remained calm. Taking a sip of water, her expression stayed indifferent. Leaning back lazily against the couch, her cold eyes swept over the room.

With a casual tone, she said, “The first time, I broke his ribs. The second time, I hung him from a tree for seven days and nights. The third time, I personally sent him to the ICU.”

Eagle King winced at the memory of Kash’s battered state back then. He couldn’t help but marvel at how much Yvette’s temper had mellowed over the years.

Yvette’s tone was light, but her words struck like a hammer. Emmett, Charles, and Samantha all felt a rush of adrenaline as they listened. Yet deep down, they knew one thing for certain–Yvette would never act so harshly without a reason.

Rodney immediately jumped to Yvette’s defense. “This wasn’t Yvette’s fault. Kash was raised by wolves and his wild instincts are part of his nature. If Yvette hadn’t completely subdued him, he would’ve fought her to the death.

“Besides, Yvette’s medical skills are incredible. She treated Kash all three times he was injured, and there’s not a single scar or lingering issue.”

Rodney’s flustered explanation softened Jeremiah’s gaze toward him slightly.

Yvette lowered her head, her expression unreadable. What no one knew was that those three treatments had unlocked Kash’s potential, pushing his already extraordinary physique to its absolute peak.

From then on, Kash had become a true master. That was also why he was loyal to her. More importantly, in his mind, Yvette had become his alpha–his absolute leader, much like the head wolf of his old pack.

Samantha stared at Yvette with wide–eyed admiration. “Wow, my admiration for Yvette grew. If someone doesn’t submit, she doesn’t just make theirrobey–she beats them and makes them loyal.”

Jeremiah tilted his head slightly, his expression thoughtful as he mulled over everything he had just heard.

While they were talking, a rhythmic sound of footsteps echoed from the entrance.

A man stepped in, shirtless, wearing only loose black shorts that hung low on his hips. His bronzed skin gleamed under the sunlight, accentuating the twelve–pack abs. His thick brows and sharp eyes exuded an untamed energy.

The moment he saw Yvette sitting at the center of the couch, he became excited. Without hesitation, he quickened his pace, closing the distance between them. Then, just seven feet away, he dropped to his knees, straight–backed, without a word.