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

Chapter 626 +5 Callum shook his head fearfully. "You don't understand how skilled Mr. Iverson's ten high-level Tradecrafters are. You joined too late to know the past-those who tried to overthrow Mr. Iverson were all found tragically dead. He's ruthless, and I can't risk it." Seeing Callum hesitate and knowing he wouldn't dare challenge Waylon, Sage reluctantly agreed. "Fine, we won't go after Mr. Iverson, but we can't let Jasper take over Larry's faction's business. We may not touch Mr. Iverson, but we can..." Sage's words hung in the air, and Callum immediately understood the implication. After a moment's contemplation, he nodded, a schforming in his mind to eliminate Jasper and seize control of Kaiden's business.

As the two conversed, the female attendant serving them subtly raised her head, her sharp gaze locking onto Callum and Sage.

3 The next moment, deafening gunshots echoed through the room. Callum clutched his bleeding arm, staring in disbelief at the female attendant. If Sage hadn't reacted quickly, shoving him aside, the bullet would have struck his heart. Chaos erupted in the room. The female attendant swiftly aimed her gun back at Callum. Realizing the imminent danger, Sage scrambled to find something to shield himself with, shouting, "Protect the faction leader!" Despite his frantic calls, the guards at the door remained unresponsive. The female attendant unleashed a barrage of gunfire, transforming the private room into a chaotic nightmare! The deafening shots echoed through the building, but in the neighboring dining room, Yvette paused for a moment, her fork hovering in midair. Then, unbothered, she continued eating as if nothing had happened. Jeremiah, equally unaffected, kept his expression neutral, his blue eyes betraying no emotion. One by one, Chris, Emmett, and Bruce slowly set down their utensils, thinking, 'Such rapid gunfire-this is no minor incident...' Emmett spoke with a grim tone. "Mr. Chavez, this shootout is as bold as it gets." In Ybaulla, where underworld activities ran rampant and were almost a matter of course, even a shootout at a five-star resort wasn't particularly shocking.

Compared to Clusia, it seemed as though the criminal forces worldwide were far more pervasive, Chris nodded, his expression darkening. "That level of gunfire... the shooter's intentions are clear-this isn't just a warning, it's an execution." Frankie chuckled lightly, adding, "Talk about luck-walking right into a gunfight as soon as we arrive. Maybe I should buy a lottery ticket later; seems like I might hit the jackpot today." Emmett thought Alice would be afraid and was about to cover her ears, but to his surprise, Alice sat wide-eyed, listening. intently to the chaos unfolding around them, showing no signs of fear, A flicker of sympathy crossed Emmett's face as he observed her, thinking, 'How could a kid who grew up in the slums be scared of gunfire? For most people, the sound of gunshots is a scary nightmare, but for Alice, it's nothing more than background noise. Bruce reassured Sienna before turning to the others. "This gunfire sounds like...

Yvette lifted her gaze, raising an eyebrow as she spoke indifferently. "Desert Eagle, made in Irethiel, 1980. Powerful enough to rival an AK47" Everyone froze, their eyes locked on Yvette as they thought, 'How on earth could she identify the gun model from just the sound of the shot? Is she even human?' 1/8 10:01 Tue, Dec 31 Chapter 626 Right then, Jeremiah said flatly, "Someone's at the door." Q 88% The door swung open with a loud crash, and Callum staggered in, clutching his bleeding arm, followed closely by Sage, who limped in with a bullet wound in his leg.

Callum scanned the room filled with young men and women, his voice booming with authority. "I'm Mr. Barnes from the first faction of the Steel Serpents. Help us deal with the woman hunting us, and I'll write you a check for 330 thousand dollars." Callum and Sage had hoped to use the people in the room as human shields, buying themselves tto escape. Unfortunately for them, they had chosen the wrong group of people.

As Callum revealed his identity, Yvette, Jeremiah, and the others didn't flinch-their expressions remained stone- cold, unreadable. On the other hand, Emmett and his crew exchanged knowing glances, thinking, 'What a small world this is.' On their first day in Hillscester, they had already crossed paths with the Steel Serpents. Given the country's small size, it was hardly a surprise-they were bound to run into familiar faces sooner or later.

Frankie laughed, glancing at the disheveled Callum and Sage disdainfully. "Letget this straight. The so-called boss of the Steel Serpents' first faction and his right-hand man are worth only 330 thousand dollars? Pathetic. Now, get out. You're interrupting our meal." Callum and Sage were taken aback by Frankie's brazen attitude. They hadn't expected the entire room to be filled with Clusians.

'How are these people so calm, even after knowing who we are? Don't they realize the Steel Serpents' power in Ybaulla?' they thought.

As soon as they entered, they spotted the man and woman sitting in the main seats. The duo exuded a commanding presence, setting them apart from the others.

Callum and Sage were no fools. Having survived in the cutthroat world of the underworld, they'd honed their instincts for survival, learning to be qunning and calculating. With a female assassin on their tail, they couldn't afford to make more enemies. Callum gritted his teeth, clutching his injured arm, and forced his tone to soften. "You're from Clusia, right? Ybaulla and haven't seen us." you Clusia are allies. I'll make it 1 million dollars instead-just tell the woman hunting us that Frankie opened his mouth to retort, but Yvette cut him off. She placed her fork down, wiped her hands clean with a wet wipe, and lifted her gaze to meet Callum's, her expression icy.

Jeremiah, raised an eyebrow in quiet Boy and the curiosity as Yvette surveyed the injured Callum and the menacing Sage She took a slow sip from her e coffee cup, her voice steady and calm. "Two questions. Who's after you, and why?" The moment Yvette spoke, they met her eyes and felt chills running down their spines as though they were being assessed by a predator.

Sage answered, "Miss, don't worry. If our faction leader and I make it out of here, you'll be generously compensated. The Steel Serpents honor their word. Once our people arrive, the check will be yours."

He changed the subject, thinking, "This is the Steel Serpents business. What right do the Clusians have to get involved? If we weren't so badly wounded and schemed by the assassin, we'd teach them a lesson for treating us like this. As Sage finished speaking, Bruce, Emmett, and the others sneered, thinking. They really think they can outmaneuver Yvette? They have a death wish.

Jeremiah shot Callum and Sage a meaningful glance and mused Yvette's not the type to get involved unless she has a reason. If she's asking questions, she must have something planned.