After they finished meals, Yvette and Bonnie went to the new milkshake shop off-campus to get a banana milkshake.


    Once back in the dorm, Bonnie was so exhausted that she copsed onto the bed and refused to move.


    Yvette got her phone and walked over to the balcony.


    Over the past two weeks, Jeremiah sent Yvette only three text messages, each concise and containing just a few words: [I’m good. Don’t worry. Miss you.Content is property of N?velDrama.Org.


    Yvette’s pretty fingers fiddled with her phone.


    Her gaze was calm as she dialed Jeremiah’s number.


    After three rings, a stranger’s voice came through on the other end, saying, “Hello, Ms. Zeller, this is Emmett.”


    Yvette stood by the window, her eyes cast downward, softly blinking,


    With a slow pace and low voice, Yvette got straight to the point, “Tell me everything the location, the time, and the whole


    story


    Emmett remained silent for seconds.


    Feeling a bit at a loss, the speech he had prepared just silently went down the drain.


    Emmett wondered, ‘Did Yvette guess that something happened to Mr. Chavez?”


    Emmett didn’t speak for a long time.


    A trace of irritation creased Yvette’s brow.


    Her gaze intensified, bing as cold as ice, with her eyes growing darker and taking on a fierce edge.


    “Speak up, I don’t appreciate listening to nonsense, Yvette interjected abruptly.


    Emmett was jolted back to reality. He wasn’t unwilling to share everything with her, it was simply that Jeremiah had explicitly instructed him not to disclose anything to Yvette prior to his departure.


    Emmett thought, Forget it. I can’t keep this under wraps forever. Since Mr. Chavez chose Yvette as his partner, she needs to take her responsibility, doesn’t she?


    Emmett skipped the small talk and began detailing everything that had happened over the past two weeks.


    He dered, “Our mission to Mysonna is a confidential state operation focused on probing a local criminal group-known as the Tiger Head. This gang has been providing narcotics to smaller gangs in Clusia. Lately, a novel drug has surfaced in several small towns. A single dose of this substance delivers intense euphoria but has also led to fatalities. Its effects are particrly damaging, with a notable risk of addiction among teenagers. If we fail to uncover the individuals responsible for the production and distribution of this substance, it could rapidly proliferate throughout the nation, leading to grave repercussions.”


    Yvette’s eyes turned cold, and she frowned tightly at those words


    She asked, “Isn’t the underground scene in Mysonna controlled by the Goodman family? Could they be involved?”


    Emmett was surprised.


    He didn’t expect Yvette to know about the Goodman family, the leading crime syndicate in Mysopna.


    However, he knew this wasn’t the time to dig deeper.


    Emmett responded, “Ms. Zeller, we have actually discovered some clues. Our current investigation indicates that the gang involved in the drug shipments to Clusia is operating under themand of the Goodman family’s seventy-second force, known as ze Hall.”


    Yvette let out a sneer. Deep in her eyes, there was a hint of malice. With an icy voice, Yvette said, “Go on”


    Hearing her voice, Emmett couldn’t help but shiver, feeling terrified.


    He went on, “Five days ago, we obtained information from an informant suggesting that the Tiger Head gang leader frequently takes his crew to a remote rainforest for several days. Upon their return, they’re seen carrying numerousrge ck boxes, which raises suspicion. Mr. Chavez led a team of ten skilled soldiers into the rainforest for further investigation, while I remained behind to provide support. Since then, it’s been five days with no updates from Mr. Chavez. It’s as if they’vepletely disappeared. The rainforest is particrly unsettling because it’s known to interfere with all forms ofmunication and GPS signals”


    Yvette slightly narrowed her eyes.


    She nced at the clock on the wall.


    Then she said calmly, “Got it. I’ll reach Mysonna by seven this evening”


    Emmett checked his watch and calcted the time difference. He realized there were only five hours left until seven. If Yvette were to take a flight, she wouldn’t be able to arrive on time.


    Emmett asked with respect, “Ms. Zeller, are you sure you can make it by seven? The earliest flight now won’t take off for another three hours, so there’s just not enough time. Do you need me to arrange a private jet for you? Mr. Chavez’s private jet is ready to be dispatched anytime.”


    Emmett didn’t really think Yvette’s presence would make much of a difference, but having one more person could mean more support.


    Emmett was well aware that Yvette held a very special ce in Jeremiah’s heart.


    If Yvette decided to go to Mysonna, no one could stop her. Besides, if she found out Jeremiah was missing and did nothing about it, she would be really disappointed


    Yvette turned down Emmett.


    She said, “No, thanks, I have a private jet, and I should be able to make it.”


    With that, Yvette hung up, changed into an exercise outfit, grabbed her ck backpack, and left.


    Before leaving Apex Urban University. Yvette left a note for Bonnie: [Taking time off. Don’t worry.]


    On her way to the airport, Yvette called Howard and mentioned she needed a private jet.


    Without a second thought. Howard lent his personal jet to Yvette.


    When Yvette got to the airport, everything had been arranged by the waiting staff. The whole process took less than half an hour, and Yvette boarded Howard’s private jet heading for Mysonna


    Simon received a text from Yvette during his meeting, which was as concise and direct as usual: [Taking indefinite leave.


    Simon smiled helplessly, wondering, “Where is she going this time? I hope she doesn’t get hurt.


    It was exactly 6:30 p.m. in Mysonna when Yvette’s private jetnded.


    As soon as she got off the ne, she received the hotel address from Emmett. Then she called a taxi to go straight there.


    Inside the taxi. Yvette gazed out the window at the familiar buildings passing by. Expressionlessly, Yvette closed her eyes


    The male driver, captivated by Yvette’s beauty, harbored ill intentions. He contemted taking a detour upon realizing that she hailed from Clusia.


    He secretly nced at Yvette, who was rxing with her eyes closed. A smug look spread across his face.


    He thought. Tm so lucky today, I might as well overcharge her just as the driver was about to take a detour, a voice from the back seat said, “nning to take a detour?” Yvette spoke perfect Uprian.


    The driver panicked, nearly losing control of the steering wheel. He was operating a licensed taxi, and receiving aint could result in a fine.


    The driver couldn’t admit it and kept denying at repeatedly, his speech heavy with an ent.


    Yvette didn’t waste her time with him, and her eyes remained closed.


    Realizing that Yvette had seen through his n, the driver followed the navigation and drove carefully for the rest of the trip.


    Emmett was staying at the Regal Hotel, thergest and most expensive in Mysonna, with an average nightly rate of 30 thousand dors.


    Every corner of the hotel was luxurious.


    The world’s most expensive dishes and the oldest vintage wines were easily avable, as long as one could afford them.


    So, as a customer of the Regal Hotel, one could enjoy top-notch service.


    Yvette got out of the taxi with her ck backpack, stunning everyone around her.


    It wasn’t just because of Yvette’s unique beauty and her aloof and noble demeanor.


    The main point was that she got out of a taxi.


    Generally, the people who stayed in the Regal Hotel were wealthy and powerful.


    Every customer wore brand-name designer clothes, had immacte makeup, and drove luxury cars.


    There had never been anyone like Yvette, dressed in a no-name tracksuit and canvas shoes


    A woman whispered, “Oh my god, am I seeing this right? This woman is dressed like this! Is she staying here?”


    The gentleman next to the woman squinted at Yvette, outwardly agreeing with her disdain while secretly watching Yvette.


    He remarked, “Oh, darling, you’re correct. Look, she’s heading towards the hotel entrance. That’s ridiculous. How could someone so ordinary be entering Regal Tower?”


    The woman said, “I want to file aint. I can’t ept this.”


    Meanwhile, the security guards at Regal Tower red at Yvette as he walked up to her angrily.