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

The two policemen turned to the other end of the hallway,

A beautiful girl was holding à blue bag with a few books inside. She obviously got impatient, and her eyes were cold.

“Ms. Zeller, the police are here. They said you have been charged with assault and wanted you to assist in the investigation. What happened?” Patrick’s voice was so loud that everyone in the building could hear.

People from other departments heard the noise and came out to see what all the commotion was about, including Winona Besides the physics department, no one else knew what was happening. Everyone was surprised to see the police and began to speculate.

“What happened with Yvette? The police are here. She must have done something against the law,”

“It’s probably a misunderstanding. Let’s not jump to conclusions yet.”

Theard Mr. Williams talking about some kind of assault charge. That must be it.

“I don’t think Yvette is that kind of person.”

Winona had been thinking about finding the right time to spread the photos of Yvette and a man in the past two days. Little did she expect the police to come looking for Yvette that day. An assault charge? What’s going on? she wondered.

She moved closer, pretending to be concerned and worried, and said, “Yvie, are you okay? It must be a misunderstanding. Mom’s wound has already recovered. How could you hurt someone?”

After hearing Winona’s words, the onlookers recalled the recent incident in which Yvette reportedly injured her stepmother. Even those who had defended Yvette earlier were now silent

Winona was secretly pleased to see her plan working. Delight was written all over her face.

Bonnie rushed out of the classroom and tried to explain, “Officer, Yvette didn’t hurt anyone. It was Eth-

Before Bonnie could finish her words, Yvette interrupted, “Shut up, Bonnie. Go back to class.

Those from the physics classroom quickly dragged Bonnie back. It was clear that Yvette didn’t want to involve Bonnie in the

mess

The news that the police had taken away Yvette spread like wildfire through every corner of Argrol University. Even the cleaners heard about it. That was actually part of Winona’s plan.

Then, she found a quiet place to brew her emotions and called Zachary, “Dad, Yvie got taken away by the police!” Patrick couldn’t wait to tell Simon the news, thinking he could seize the opportunity to get rid of Yvette. However, things didn’t go as he had planned. Upon hearing the news, Simon canceled his afternoon meeting and rushed to the police station Patrick could tell from Simon’s anxious demeanor that Simon wasn’t looking for a confrontation.

After Yvette had been taken away, Bonnie was in a panic and couldn’t think of a way to help. Suddenly, an idea struck her- Jeremiah. She rushed to the physics office, but Jeremiah wasn’t around. So, she quickly ran to the library to find Andrew, hoping he might know Jeremiah’s whereabouts.

“Andrew! Help she shouted.

Andrew had just made a cup of coffee and was about to take a sip when Bonnie rushed in and bumped into his back, spilling coffee all over his shirt. Just like that, his 30-thousand-dollar shirt was ruined.

“Bonnie, you clown! Can’t you be more like a lady?” he snapped

Bonnie didn’t have time to care about Andrew’s shirt. “Do you know where Top Dog is?”

Andrew was confused about who she was talking about.

Realizing Andrew had no idea who “Top Dog” was, Bonnie smacked her forehead and tried to catch her breath as she spoke. “It’s Jeremiah”

Only then did realization dawn on Andrew. Only Ronnie could come up with such a nickname, he whispered inwardly. Thinking Bonnie couldn’t have anything urgent, he casually wiped the coffee stain, saying, Jeremiah has returned to Betrico to take care of something. Why are you looking for him?”

Bonnie couldn’t believe how coincidental it was that Jeremiah had gone to Betrico. “It’s Yve. The police just came to school and took her away.

Andrew’s expression turned solemn as soon as he heard it was about Yvette. His voice became noticeably colder. “Calm down and tell me everything. What happened?”

Bonnie recounted everything that had happened the night before.

Andrew immediately understood the situation and mused, ‘So it was the deputy mayor’s son, Ethan, who lost and refused to admit it and even used the police to arrest Yvette. He must have a death wish!’

Not daring to delay, he called Jeremiah to explain everything in detail. He clearly understood how Jeremiah felt about Yvette. If Jeremiah found out she was taken to the police station, Seacrity would be in chaos.

After hanging up, he drove straight to the police station together with Bonnie.

Jeremiah, on the other hand, immediately had Emmett arrange a private jet back to Seacrity. Emmett wondered what emergency Jeremiah had that Jeremiah skipped the upcoming military meetings and was ready to leave immediately. He dared not press further and went to make arrangements.

Jeremiah then called Wyatt. After receiving the call, Wyatt rushed to the police station, silently cursing Daniel and Jonathan, Damn! How dare they mess with Jeremiah’s people? Do they have a death wish and try to drag me in, too?

Meanwhile, in Seacrity Police Department, Yvette was taken to the isolation room. Even if she had deliberately assaulted someone, she shouldn’t have been brought there. Jonathan, however, had specifically mentioned giving her special treatment. The two officers naturally knew what that meant,

Lachlan, the older of the two officers, thought Yvette was a delinquent girl and scoffed inwardly, Hmph! I have plenty of ways to deal with such people.

He glanced at the paper in his hand. It was Ethan’s injury report from Daniel. The word [Concussion] was printed in bold at the bottom, which was hard for one not to notice.

Everyone at the station knew Ethan well. He used to cause a lot of trouble in the past, but having an influential father made all the difference. Every case closed with the fault on the other party, allowing him to leave the police station confidently.

It didn’t matter who was in the wrong. From the moment Yvette entered the police station, everything was predetermined- she was bound to be guilty,RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Lachlan slapped the paper before Yvette and reproached, “Yvette Zeller, right? Look. This is the evidence of your assault charge-concussion. If you confess, you’ll still have a chance to reduce your sentence. But if you stay silent, no one can save you

That was his standard trick. He was confident Yvette would be terrified and confessed everything. Once she admitted it, he’d have fulfilled his duty and could gain favor with Daniel.

Yvette hadn’t said a word since she arrived at the police station. Both officers thought she was too scared to speak, so they didn’t pay much attention,

But now, Yvette crossed her legs, rested her chin on her hand, and smirked. “Do you think I’m scared?” She wasn’t intimidated by Lachlan’s words and chuckled instead.

Lachlan and Nolan, the young officer, exchanged glances. Nolan hadn’t said much since entering the isolation room, as they had planned to use the “good cop, bad cop tactic. There was always a chance someone would fall for it.

Nolan said gently, “Ms. Zeller, you’d better be honest and confess. Dragging this out won’t change anything. You know the person you injured, Ethan Brooks, has a special status, right? When the deputy mayor comes to interrogate you personally. it’ll be much worse than it is. now.

Yvette remained unfazed and unwilling to cooperate. Her eyes looked unnaturally calm as if she weren’t in the isolation room but instead comfortably at home. That made the police wonder if she even realized where she was.

“Let’s talk when Daniel comes, then!” After Yvette said that, she closed her eyes and ignored everyone.

The two officers couldn’t use violence, so they could only bear with it, fuming. The sight of Yvette’s leisurely look made them angrier, and they thought. Who’s the cop here?

Meanwhile, outside the police station, several factions in Seacrity were making their move. All this was for one person. A storm was brewing.