Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Chapter 702

Camden panicked when he heard Jeremiah's words. In Betrico, Jeremiah was known as the Living Reaper. "Yelena was wrong, Mr. Chavez and Ms. Zeller. I was wrong and our family was wrong. We'll give up everything," he pleaded. "Please, let's settle this peacefully. I'll agree to whatever you want. If you're still angry, take my life instead. I'm begging you, please spare her. She's still so young. Please, just this once," Camden added.

Camden, a figure of authority, was now in utter despair. His tears flowed uncontrollably. At that moment, he was nothing but a broken father, humbled beyond measure.

From the reflection in the mirror, Yelena saw Camden pleading. The sight jolted her from her daze. For the first time, she cried regretfully. Trembling, she rose to her feet. "Dad, stop begging. It's my fault. I'll face whatever comes next." Yelena glanced at Yvette and Jeremiah. Her gaze only lingered on Jeremiah for a second. Years of obsession shattered instantly, leaving behind a woman who, for once, carried a semblance of dignity.

She turned to Yvette and declared, "I'll take responsibility for my actions, and bear whatever consequences that follow."

Camden shook his head frantically. "No, Yelena. No! Mr. Chavez, Ms. Zeller, I'm begging you, Yelena knows she was wrong." Everyone watched the scene unfold while sighing inwardly. 'If only she'd known better,' they thought. Yelena had single-handedly destroyed her bright future. Some wondered whether Yvette might relent and show mercy given Camden's heartfelt plea.

Once again, all eyes turned to Yvette. Emmett's gaze swept over the crowd-he could tell what they were speculating. Mercy? That word doesn't exist in Yvette's world,' he thought.

With her hands in her pockets, Yvette raised her eyelids slightly, her half-lidded gaze locking onto the pair before her. Her brows were arched and her expression was icy as she said, "Ten years."

The room fell into stunned silence. 'Ten years? What does Yvette mean by that?'

y wondered.

Everyone seemed confused-except Jeremiah. At Yvette's words, his gaze darkened; it was ice-cold and razor-sharp. The military uniform only amplified his unyielding aura. "Okay," he said. Yvette and Jeremiah's exchange left the others baffled, trapped in a haze of uncertainty.

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Yelena caught sight of the unspoken harmony between Jeremiah and Yvette and chuckled bitterly as she thought, 'What a fool I was. How could I ever believe I could win Jeremiah's heart

Jeremiah turned to the guards behind him. With an expressionless face, he ordered coldly, "Take Yelena to the First Military District prison. Transfer her to Betrico Prison after two days and hold her there for ten years."

At Jeremiah's words, the conference room erupted in shock. Everyone present was frozen with disbelief as they thought, "Ten years? That's harsh. They couldn't believe the two planned to imprison a young lady like Yelena for ten years.

Upon hearing that, Camden's mind went blank. He collapsed to the ground. His pupils were wide with shock, his body trembled, and his face was ashen.

"Ma. Zeller, ten years? Please, spare Yelena. If you must imprison someone, imprison me. She's so young-this is the best time of her life. Please, don't ruin her like this. Please," Camden pleaded.

Camden's desperate pleas struck a chord with many in the conference room. Meanwhile, Yvette stood motionless, her gaze dark and cold as she tugged at the corners of her lips

Burdently, a man in his thirties stood up and cautiously glanced at Yvette before speaking. "Mr. Chavez and Ms. Zeller, it seems they truly regret their actions Isn't the ten-year punishment too harsh? Could you perhaps reconsider?" 15:48 Sun, Jan 5

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Jeremiah's sharp and chiseled face exuded an icy coldness, and his gaze swept over the crowd before landing on the man who had dared to plead. One look from him, and the man felt a cold sweat break out on his back. Yvette slowly walked to the chair at the head of the table and sat down, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Her gaze was cold and exuded indifference as she casually said, "No."

The man who pleaded slumped back into the chair at Yvette's response. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, terrified to speak another word. The room fell into a suffocating silence, and no one dared utter another syllable.

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They could see the Jeremiah's imposing figure standing behind vette. His icy, sharp gaze was enough to keep anyone in check. No one was foolish enough to seek their own destruction Truth be told, the situation was entirely Yelena's fault, and there was no one else to blame.

Yvette's gaze darkened, like a deep, swirling abyss. Her fingers lightly tapped the table in rhythmic succession. Her posture was lazy and unbothered, exuding an almost deceptive calmness

Then, her voice cut through the silence. "I have this quirk. Perhaps you don't know it." Behind her, Emmett's lips twitched. He could already sense the storm about to unfold.

As expected, the next moment, Yvette said, "If a person doesn't offend me, I won't harm them. But if they dare cross me, I'll wipe out their entire family. Her voice was so soft, it was almost a whisper; but the weight of her words froze everyone in place. Standing powerless, Yelena could only lower her head in despair. She had already resigned herself to her fate. She knew the consequences of her actions, having seen Yvette's ruthlessness in Spaunia.

If she failed, Yvette would show no mercy, just as she would have shown none had the tables been turned. Yelena would rather die than spend ten years locked away in prison.

Yvette calmly surveyed the room, her sharp gaze taking in every reaction. Her eyes narrowed when her gaze landed on Tim, who was awkwardly smiling. 'Why's he grinning like that?' she wondered.

Tim immediately flashed a bigger smile when he noticed Yvette looking at him. Today he smiled more than he ever had, but it felt so forced. He had no idea that Yvette, who was sitting at the head of the table, was repulsed by his forced grin. Tim promptly texted Samantha: [Yvette said, "If a person doesn't offend their whole family."]

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Won't harm them. But if they do, I'll destroy

Tim thought his misguided daughter, Samantha, wouldn't possibly praise Yvette this time. He glanced at the message, and the corner of his mouth twitched as he struggled to maintain his composure. Samantha replied: [Yvette's truly a kind little angel.]

Agitated, Tim wondered, 'How could Samantha reply like that? kind little angel? After today, the entire Betrico would know of Yvette's ruthlessness. We agreed not to send any more texts; yet you couldn't resist, could you? Why are your hands so restless?

A guard stepped forward and shackled the utterly despondent Yelena. As she passed by Yvette's seat, she paused for a brief moment then lifted her chin in defiance.

Yetera thought. How could 1 possibly compare to someone as ruthlessly powerful as Yvette? From the very beginning, I've sveremitated myself. She cast a final glance at Camden before being escorted out of the conference room by the guard. Camden tred to rise and stop then as he watched Yelena being brought away. However, blood surged to his head, and he collapsed on the sped. Ile, too, was taken away by the guards.

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