Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Once Yvette got in the car, she skipped the small talk and immediately asked, “What’s going on with Flying Fish?”

Eagle King had dark circles around his eyes, and he looked pretty bad. He sounded tired. “Boss, a few days ago someone placed an order on the Black Gold website targeting a man from Clusia, I don’t know if Flying Fish lost her mind or if she’s gone stupid over that celebs, but she didn’t even check the details before taking the job. She only discovered after arriving there that the man she was supposed to kill wasn’t just anybody. He’s a Clusian major general”

He continued. “It wasn’t a big deal to go through with it, but Flying Fish found out that it was Caleb who ordered the hit. That major general had destroyed one of his transnational crime organizations. Once she knew, she wanted to call it off.”

“Boss, you know that crazy woman despises human traffickers and would love nothing more than to tear them all to pieces. Why would she take the job when someone else was doing her a Livor by targeting those lowlifes!” Eagle King sighed softly. both affectionate and exasperated with Flying Fish.

He then explained. “I got her text, and that’s basically what it said. Since I arrived in Kransbay, I’ve been investigating Flying Fish’s last known location. I finally discovered her latest signal in the Kerton family’s turf down south. She must’ve been caught by accident.”

“The good news is she didn’t reveal she was Flying Fish when she took the job, she used a regular account. Can you imagine what the Kerton family would’ve done to her if they knew that they had captured the world’s third–ranked assassin? Boss, you know a lot of people want Flying Fish dead,” said Eagle King.

Yvette’s hand paused as she held her phone. A major general from Clusia? Golden Triangle a few days ago? So, the person Flying Fish wanted to kill must be him,‘ she pondered.

For the first time, Yvette felt a slight headache. She was almost certain that that person was still somewhere in Golden Triangle. What if they ran into him?

A wave of inexplicable nerves rose within her–a feeling she had never encountered before, making her somewhat uneasy.

Yvette glanced at Eagle King. He probably hadn’t slept for several days. She gazed downward, took a candy from her pocket, and tossed it over. Eagle King didn’t turn his head and caught it with one hand. He ate it without even bothering to unwrap

She didn’t say anything when she saw that. The wrapper was edible and even had therapeutic effects, though few people knew that. Eagle King was one of them. “Do you know Caleb’s recent whereabouts?” she asked

Eagle King nodded. After days of investigation, he’d finally made some progress. “That old coward Caleb rarely appears in public. It’s mainly his eldest son, Bradley, who’s been representing him. Plus, according to my local contacts, Caleb has about ten martial arts experts he’s hired to protect him day and night

He furrowed his brows. “It’s a bit tricky, but just three hours ago, I received reliable info that Caleb will attend an auction three days from now. The auction will be held at the exhibition hall downtown. It’s said to be a huge event that attracts gem lovers from all over the world, with strong backing from the Kransbay government. The Kerton family is reportedly the organizer behind the sceneNôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Eagle King wasn’t worried about those so–called martial arts experts. The real challenge was finding Caleb. Like a clever rabbit with multiple burrows, no one knew where he was. Any rash action would only alert their enemies.

If Flying Fish hadn’t been captured, Eagle King would have alreally barged in with heavy weapons and smashed those scum to pieces.

Yvette’s brows furrowed as she listened. Then, she took out her phone and, after brielly fiddling with it, the black device swiftly transformed into a mini handheld computer. In no time, all of the Kerton family’s potential hiding spots, including their underground bunkers, were displayed on a map.

“Get us two invitations. Flying Fish won’t go down that easily, she has some self–preservation. Even if Caleb catches her, he can’t do anything to her. Flying Fish has the Drunken Beauty I gave her, and unless she allows it, no one can get close to her so quickly.” Yvette casually put away her phone. Her eyes were clear, but the chill emanating from her grew stronger.

Eagle King felt much more relieved when Yvette mentioned that Flying Fish had the Drunken Beauty. He wondered where Yvette had met such an expert in toxins and medicine.

For example, if he hadn’t tasted it himself so many times, he wouldn’t have believed that the ordinary–looking candy she gave him could heal injuries. Moreover, it also regulated internal energy.

It was the kind of “candy” no one would believe if you told them about it. The first time Eagle King tried it, he had been skeptical, too. Only afterward did he realize its amazing effects.

Sometimes, when he saw Yvette eat it like a snack, Eagle King couldn’t help but feel a twinge of anxiety. Eating one could easily cost millions of dollars. It’s better to not think about it… Only someone like Boss can afford such extravagance. Who knows who’s backing her? he thought.

“Boss, I’ll drop you off at the hotel so you can rest. I’ll head to my friend’s place. He should have some invitations. Don’t worry.” Eagle King was pushing his limits. Despite his strong physique, pulling several all–nighters in a row was taking a toll on him–just like it would anyone else.

Yvette shook her head and looked at Eagle King, who was struggling to stay awake. She said firmly, “Let’s go back to the hotel. Once you’ve slept for at least 12 hours, you can leave,”

Eagle King saw Yvette’s exquisite, cold face in the rearview mirror. He paused, then nodded. “All right. I get it, Boss.” He end up realized that he was acting a bit irrationally. If he kept that up, they might not rescue Flying Fish, and he would just being a burden to Yvette.

Yvette was pleased with Eagle King’s attitude. If he hadn’t listened, she would’ve had to knock him out.

hat evening. Kevin was helping his uncle with the luggage outside the hotel when he suddenly spotted the girl he had seen” on the plane earlier that day. He considered going over to say hello but then noticed a tall man walking over, helping her carry a black bag. They entered the hotel together

Kevin patted his chest, relieved he hadn’t gone over. That guy would’ve probably turned him into mincemeat! He counted his lucky stars that he dodged a bullet

Yvette and Eagle King made their way to the presidential suite at the far end of the third floor. Eagle King had booked the room himself. When he wasn’t on a mission, he spared no expense on himself and had high standards for accommodation.

However, he had been on the move constantly the past few days, so Eagle King hadn’t had a proper night’s rest there yet.

Meanwhile, in VIP Presidential Suite 301 on the third floor of the hotel, Jeremiah was sitting on the couch in silence. Beside him. Chris was reporting the information he’d gathered.