<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Yvette looked out at thewn while the staff from the Chavez family’s old manor were busily trimming the bushes. The flowers are blooming in vibrantpetition, especially stunning.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Yvette casually slipped one hand into her pocket, her posture rxed, her gaze deep and calm. Her voice was low, hoarse, and icy. “Since when do I have to tell you the reason for what I did?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">On the other end of the line, Terry instantly sensed danger, a chill running down his spine. He paused, realizing he’d asked a question he shouldn’t have asked.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Yvette’s temper was never known to be good. Terry nervously said, “I’m sorry. I overstepped, my dear Yvette.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Yvette lowered her eyes, casually saying, “Let it not happen again.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Terry immediately promised. “Don’t worry. Unless I have a death wish, I won’t cross the line again.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After hearing Yvette’s words, Terry finally felt relieved. Valuing his life, he knew better than to anger her, or he might die at any time.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Yvette’s elusive nature and ruthless tactics had always left a mark on him. Even now, in the international prison, all the leaders and mob bosses were terrified of her name.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Terry was worried that if Yvette was indeed helping Clusia, she could pose a threat to Mysonna, so his remarks today were also a way of testing her intentions. However, he did forget that Yvette was not someone he could just test whenever he pleased.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In the Mysonna Interpol Building, after hanging up, Terry was still somewhat startled by Yvette’s attitude.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">It took Terry a few minutes to finally calm down. After much consideration, he decided to call the President. After all, Yvette’s appearance was a significant event for the President, who had been searching for this influential figure for quite some time. Now that Yvette finally showed up, Terry had to report it immediately.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In the office of Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Clifford and his team were having a meeting, and they had already received precise information. If Ybau wanted Interpol to release Robin and Malcolm, they must.publicly apologize to Clusia. Interpol’s tough stance was something Clifford hadn’t expected.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He had a vague feeling. Perhaps this matter was closely rted to Yvette. It felt like something she would do.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">A middle–aged man stood up from his chair and said, “Mr. Chavez, with Ybau being pressured like this by Interpol, do you think Kyle will apologize publicly?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Another man in his forties, wearing a ck suit, heard this from below. He thought about it for a few seconds. “I think he will. If Kyle doesn’t apologize publicly, it will cause a significant loss to their country. I’ve heard the Jenkins family is asking Kyle to ensure Robin returns safely.”</font></font>
A very dignified and elegant middle–aged woman was seated below. She nodded in agreement. “Lagree with you. Their government is unstable, and the Jenkins family is very powerful there. If Kyle doesn’t save Robin, he will have a hard time.”
Clifford heard the conversation below and calmly took a sip of water. “No need to argue anymore. We’ll know this afternoon, won’t we? For now, all we can do is wait and see.”
Clifford lowered his gaze, certain that Kyle would apologize. As expected, in the afternoon, in an emergency press conference, Ybau provided a detailed report on what had happened at the café yesterday and publicly apologized to Clusia. They expressed that their inappropriate remarks and actions had an adverse impact on Clusia, and they promised to actively cooperate with Interpol to uncover the truth.
Meanwhile, Clusia also held a press conference. They clearly exined the incident from yesterday and specifically disclosed that Yvette was an Interpol officer.
Major media outlets and social media ounts started prominently sharing the news. “Goddess of Clusia is an Interpol officer.” This piece of news went viral. It even caused the websites to crash for over ten minutes due to therge number of visitors.
[Oh my! Goddess of Clusia is actually an Interpol officer? Is it the Interpol I’m thinking about?]
[What else could it be? I used to think Goddess needed to be protected, but now, I’d better let her protect me.]
[Hey, count me in. I need her protection too.]
[I have to say, Goddess’s fighting skills are impressive. She’s my new idol, truly amazing.]
[Watching her take down that shameless Robin is so satisfying.]
[Turns out Goddess is an Interpol officer, so, of course, she’s not afraid of anything. That’s the source of her confidence. I love her!]
[Goddess is amazing! Even Ybau has apologized. This is historic, finally breaking their stubborn tradition.]Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.
[Yeah. Thinking of the past and the older folks who couldn’t live to see an apology from Ybau, I want to cry.]
[We all understand what you’re saying. If those elders knew Ybau apologized today, wouldn’t they be thrilled? They’re surely watching this from heaven.]
I’m crying my heart out. We totally get it.]
The Inte was flooded with news about Ybau’s apology and Yvette being an Interpol officer. They were taking over headlines across global media and websites. However, the photos only showed a blurry shot of Yvette’s back, no front view.
That was becausest night, any clear images of her face werepletely deleted, leaving no traces.
Experienced journalists knew what this meant. They couldn’t afford to offend some big names, so they swapped in blurry shots. After all, the news content was what really mattered.
Clifford was sitting in his office. He had just returned from the press conference, and the oue was truly satisfying.
Not only that, the contract between the two countries was almost finalized. Ybau didn’t gain any benefit at all. Finally, it was all settled, and now only thepetition was left to deal with.
In the Carter residence in Seacrity, Winona’s days had been far from good. Even though she was namely the youngdy of the Carter family, in reality, that was not how things were.
Victor was always out partying with different women and rarely came home. Just in this week, she received several taunting messages from different women.
Winona caused a scene before. But it was as if Victor had be apletely different person, and he didn’t care at all. There was even a time when she saw hatred and the intent to kill in Victor’s eyes, and after that, she didn’t dare make a fuss, fearing he might go crazy.
Though Robert had usually been indulging her, as time passed, he didn’t find her as exciting as before and he often didn’te home now.
In the Carter family, only Yulia still listened to her, but it was because of the child she was expecting.
Lately, Victor even confiscated Winona’s phone and forbade her from contacting the outside world. Robert was sent abroad by ude on business, leaving Winonapletely isted and ignored.
Feeling weighed down by worries, Yulia ced the freshly prepared milk in front of Winona, lost in her thought.