Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Jeremiah gave Charles a casual glance.

An unexplainable feeling of pressure overcame Charles, making him feel out of breath for a moment.

Charles looked at Yvette who was enjoying her pierogies, and thought, ‘How calm Yvette is! If Kaiden knew she was here, would he dare to show up?!

Samantha and Andrew inade a disdained face, paying no attention to Charles whatsoever.

After all, Ybaulla was their least-liked country.

Andrew nodded and said, “Mr. Chavez, are they trying to challenge our Clusian students at the exchange banquet as before? That’s all they can manage. Such a tiny country, thinking they can compete with us. Ridiculous!”

Samantha gave Andrew a sideways glance and thought, ‘I almost forgot that though sometimes looked foolish, Andrew was an outstanding graduate of Betrico University.

Samantha was familiar with those two family names.

The Harper family was the well-known mafia in Ybaulla, and the Jenkins family had produced many famous individuals in the art world.

It was not difficult to guess what these two families were planning by sending people over together.

Jeremiah took a sip of black coffee and said, “Yeah, they do have that plan.”

Andrew let out a cold snort. “Mr. Chavez, do we know what these two are skilled at?”

Without a word, Yvette took a sip of the milk handed by Jeremiah, her eyes staying calm and cool, yet flickered slightly.

Jeremiah replied, “Fencing and chess.”

Samantha frowned and thought, ‘It looks like they have made adequate preparations!

Andrew’s expression also turned serious. “Mr. Chavez, are we still choosing the contenders from Betrico University?”

Last time, the competition ended with a draw.

Jeremiah’ thin lips pressed together, his voice laced with coldness. “Yes, I’ve already made the choice.”

Samantha said, “Mr. Chavez, do you need me to check out these two people?”

She had a branch in Ybaulla, so it wasn’t difficult for her to gather information.

Jeremiah raised an eyebrow and set his coffee cup down. “No need.”

Hearing this, Samantha knew Jeremiah had already uncovered everything about Kaiden and Robin.

Andrew curiously asked, “Mr. Chavez, what’s their background? What are their personalities like? Any weaknesses?”

Jeremiah glanced at the three people across from him, his voice deep and cold. “Robin Jenkins is twenty-eight years old, a three-time consecutive world chess champion, and the eldest son of the prestigious local artist family, the Jenkins family. He’s gloomy, deeply calculated, unpredictable, and ruthlessly malicious.”

At hearing those adjectives, Andrew knew Robin was a pain in the ass and thought, ‘World chess champion? That title is no joke. It must have cost Ybaulla a lot to bring someone like that along.’

Andrew said, “Mr. Chavez, they’ve even brought out a world champion. Does Betrico University have anyone who can take him on?”

Samantha was also worried about this issue.

Jeremiah said expressionlessly, “Simon recommended me a chess prodigy, Louis Colten, discovered in this year’s national competition.”

Hearing this, Samantha and Andrew were relieved and thought Since this person is recommended by Simon, he might stand a chance against Robin.”

Andrew went on, “And what about that other guy, Kaiden Harper?”

Anyone who ever watched a gangster movie would be familiar with the “Harper”.

Jeremiah paused for a moment, his expression darker. “Kaiden Harper is the third son of the head of Ybaulla’s largest gang, Steel Serpents, and has never appeared in public before. He came back six years ago from studying in Mysonna and is now being trained as the heir. People call him the Underworld Prince, and his father values him highly. We haven’t found much about him, as he usually remains secluded. Rumor has it that he’s a kind gentleman.”

Samantha laughed derisively. “Mr. Chavez, do you really believe that? A kind gentleman highly valued by Larry Harper? It’s impossible! I’d rather believe he’s excellent at hiding his true self. This kind of enemy is the most dangerous; we must stay alert.”

Charles listened to their discussion, a mix of indescribable emotions showing on his face.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He could only conceal his unease by drinking cup after cup of coffee.

Just as Charles was about to pour another one, Andrew suddenly spoke, “Charles, you’ve already had five cups of coffee. Are you feeling alright? Sorry, we are absorbed in our conversation of which you and Yvette might not know much. Is it getting boring for you?”

Charles glanced at Andrew without a word and thought, ‘What? Not know much? Yvette was the person who once swept through Mysonna’s underworld and founded the infamous Seventy-Two Chambers that terrified all gangsters, reconstructing the landscape. No one knows the underworld better than her.’

Samantha chimed in, “Charles, what do you think of this Kaiden Harper? Share your insights with us.”

Yvette finished the last bite of her pierogies and looked up.

She glanced at Charles with a hint of aloofness and said calmly, “I’ve done my meal. Take your time.”

Jeremiah gently pinched her fingertips and said softly, “I won’t be staying with you today. I might come back late. Mom’s com over to take you shopping. If you want to go, just go. If not, just say no. Don’t feel pressured.”

Yvette gave a slight nod and replied in a cool voice as usual, “Okay.”

When passing by Andrew, Yvette paused and looked him over for a few moments.

Andrew’s heart pounded wildly under Yvette’s gaze and he thought, ‘Does Yvette want to put me through drills even when she’s sober? Oh my god. If that’s the case, I’d rather die.’

Andrew instinctively shifted a little further away from Yvette and asked in a trembling voice, “Yvette, what are you doing? Why are you staring at me like that?”

Yvette didn’t reply and put her hand in her pocket.

At the same moment, Andrew sprang up from his chair and hid behind Samantha.

“Yvette, please have mercy on me. Don’t make me go through what happened last night all again. I’ve got family. And if I’m gone, poor Jeremiah will have no friend. Can you bear that?”

Raising his eyebrow, Jeremiah picked up a fork and checked out on Andrew as if he were choosing the proper area to stab.

Samantha rubbed her temples and kicked Andrew while thinking. How embarrassing! Is such a fool like Andrew really my brother?’