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

Chapter 408 Yvette slightly narrowed her eyes, a cold hostility suddenly flickering in her gaze. She looked at the shattered pieces on the floor.

It was a porcelain coffee cup with a sky blue glaze that was at least worth 1.5 million dollars on the market. Considering its quality, it might go up by another 1 million. Yvette said mildly, "Giveyour account number, and I'll transfer the money to you later." Isaac quickly waved his hands. He wouldn't dare take money from Yvette. He said, "Yvette, it's just a small broken coffee cup. I was planning to replace it anyway." Yvette nodded and said, "Next tI find a suitable set at the auction, I'll send you one." Isaac was thrilled to hear that. He thought, 'Is the renowned appraiser Evelyn in the antique world finally making a comeback?' Evelyn appeared suddenly on the scene five years ago. She becfamous for her keen eye at the West Auction House appraisal competition by identifying the authenticity of thousands of antiques with a flawless record, surpassing everyone and taking first place. Each tshe appraised an antique, it cost at least 30 million dollars, and it depended on Evelyn's mood. In the past five years, no antiques appraised by Evelyn had ever been misjudged, making her the top expert in the antique appraisal field.

In the antique world, whenever Evelyn verified an antique as genuine, its value increases by at least 2.6 million dollars over a regular piece. Yvette was the well-known Evelyn.

Isaac found out that Yvette was Evelyn purely by accident. Yet, he kept this knowledge completely confidential and never told anyone.

Isaac cautiously said, "Yvette, the landscape painting you evaluated last thas now shot up in value. If you return to the antique world, the whole circle might go crazy again.

"Recently, the antique scene has been full of fakes. Not long ago, the Mysonna auction house bought a piece of blue-and-white porcelain for a staggering 30 million dollars, only to find out i I was a fake, and now it's the butt of jokes among us." The world's top auction house bought a fake piece. That alone was a massive joke. They tried to cover it up, but news spread quickly in the antique world.

Even though it was never auctioned publicly, everyone in the circle knew about it, and they had completely lost face.

There were even rumors that Evelyn was planning to cout of retirement, but those whispers soon died down.

Yvette showed no emotion. Back then, she entered a competition at the West Auction House on a whim and surprisingly took first place.

She fiddled with another coffee cup and said calmly, "I'll pick one for you when I can." Isaac felt disappointed. He knew that getting Yvette to cout of retirement wasn't likely. He looked nervously at the other coffee cup in Yvette's hand. If it broke, his poor heart wouldn't be able to take it.

Isaac composed himself and said, "Yvette, if your friend is a Sacred Maiden, Dungo Village won't let her go easily. For the villagers, the Sacred Maiden not getting married is a bad omen, so the whole village will do whatever it takes to stop you. "You know how dangerous poisonous insects are; they can kill without a trace. Silently taking someone's life is no problem for them." +5 Chapter 408 +5 Yvette had a cold, wicked smile on her lips. Her voice was chilling as she said, "Without a trace? Do you think my life is that cheap?" Isaac awkwardly rubbed his nose. He had forgotten that Yvette in front of him wasn't ordinary.

Back in Mysonna, the sorcerer they met was already considered a master at using poisonous insects, and his skills were exceptional.

What was his outcwhen he met Yvette? Isaac saw Yvette turn things around and defeat her opponent with a single blow, not leaving any chance for the last words.

The most important thing was that it seemed Yvette learned how to control those bugs back then. But that was only Isaac's assumption and hadn't been confirmed.

The sorcerer's last words before dying were: "You can do it too?" Isaac pondered these words for years, the only explanation he cup with was that Yvette knew how to control poisonous insects, too.

Isaac said to Yvette, "Hang on for a moment, Yvette, I'll go get something." Yvette nodded. Isaac went into the inner room. Yvette sat there, looking tired and at ease. She watched the people coming and going outside Vintage Vista, lowering her eyes, lost in her thoughts.

She was unaware that every move she made was watched by a man with shifty eyes across the street. Opposite Vintage Vista was Past Perfect, their long-trival, constantly in competition.

The manager of Past Perfect looked at the stunned man in front of him, then followed his gaze to see Yvette sitting there. With just one look, the manager knew the man's flirtatious tendencies were kicking in again. With a flattering smile, the manager said to the man, "Mr. Jacobs, have you taken a liking to someone again?" The man turned his head. He was Sheldon Jacobs, the only son of the current village chief of Dungo Village, and he looked like he'd indulged in excess. He nodded, his eyes gleaming with determined desire.

He said, "This woman is a real gem. Her looks and figure are top notch. Do you know if this woman has any ties with Isaac? Could she be his girlfriend?" The Taylor family held a special status in Normis. If Yvette were Isaac's girlfriend, then Sheldon wouldn't dare to make a move, and he shouldn't either.

The manager of Past Perfect smiled and said. "Mr. Jacobs, from what I know, Isaac doesn't have such a beautiful girlfriend. He's single, famously picky in our antiques sector, and very selective about women." Sheldon nodded with satisfaction. He thought, 'In that case, it is easier to handle.

'I will take her back to Dungo Village, lock her in the basement, and with a binding love spell, she will obediently follow my orders and becmy plaything for pleasure.' The manager of Past Perfect looked at Sheldon and immediately understood his intentions.

The manager thought, 'Since she is a guest of Vintage Vista, getting into trouble is inevitable. If this woman ends up with Sheldon, she will be considered very lucky indeed' In Dungo Village, everyone was dirt poor, except for the Jacobs family. They were not just not poor; they were actually quite wealthy. A few years ago, they somehow cinto a fortune.

They began dealing with antiques and artifacts, becoming important clients of Past Perfect. Sheldon was attracted to beautiful women, and each the visited, he was accompanied by different stunning women.

2/3 18:08 Mon, Nov 25 00 Chapter 408 0$ 000, 47% < These women all obeyed-Sheldon, following his every command, which made others envious. The manager figured Yvette wouldn't be any different.

In Vintage Vista, Yvette lowered her gaze, gripping her coffee cup as a flash of coldness appeared in her eyes.

Isaac cout and noticed that Yvette's expression seemed off. He wondered what had happened in those few minutes when he wasn't around.

Yvette lowered her gaze slightly. Her voice was calm as she asked, "Who are the people over there?"

Isaac paused and then looked over with disdain, scoffing, "A lousy store selling both genuine and fake goods, el ruining the industry's reputation." Knowing something was fake and selling it as real was different from making an honest mistake. Yvette held her coffee cup with long, slender white fingers and sipped, her eyes cold.

+5

Isaac asked curiously, "What's going on, Yvette? Is he coming over? That doesn't seem right leg rather throw abombat my sh shop than chere willingly." Yvette lazily glanced over with deep, hazy eyes. She said, "Well, that's easy to handle."

Isaac nodded and glanced across the iRhis street. Then he looked down at the photo in his hand again. He shouted in surprise, "No way, Yvette, this is such a coincidence!"