Chapter 408_Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

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 porcin coffee cup with a sky blue ze that was at least worth 1.5 million dors on the market. Considering its quality, it might go up by another 1 million.

 Yvette said mildly, “Give me your ount number, and I’ll transfer the money to youter.”

 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 nning to rece it anyway.”

 Yvette nodded and said, “Next time I 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 aeback?‘

 Evelyn appeared suddenly on the scene five years ago. She became famous for her keen eye at the West Auction House appraisalpetition by identifying the authenticity of thousands of antiques with a wless record, surpassing everyone and taking first ce.

 Each time she appraised an antique, it cost at least 30 million dors, 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 dors over a regr piece. Yvette was the well–known Evelyn.

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

 Isaac cautiously said, “Yvette, thendscape painting you evaluatedst time has 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 porcin for a staggering 30 million dors, only to find out it 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 hadpletely lost face.

 There were even rumors that Evelyn was nning toe out of retirement, but those whispers soon died down.

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

 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 toe out 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.

 Isaacposed himself and said, “Yvette, if your friend is a Sacred Maiden, Dungo Vige won’t let her go easily. For the vigers, the Sacred Maiden not getting married is a bad omen, so the whole vige 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.”

 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 oue when he met Yvette? Isaac saw Yvette turn things around and defeat her opponent with a single blow, not leaving any chance for thest 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’sst words before dying were: “You can do it too?” Isaac pondered these words for years, the only exnation he came up 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 peopleing 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–time rival, constantly inpetition.

 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 ttering 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 vige chief of Dungo Vige, 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 Vige, lock her in the basement, and with a binding love spell, she will obediently follow my orders and be my ything 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 Vige, 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 came into a fortune.

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

 These women all obeyed–Sheldon, following his everymand, 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 sh of coldness appeared in her eyes.

 Isaac came out 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, 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.

 Isaac asked curiously, “What’s going on, Yvette? Is heing over? That doesn’t seem right. He’d rather throw a bomb at my shop thane here willingly.”

 Yvettezily nced over with deep, hazy eyes. She said, “Well, that’s easy to handle.”Exclusive content from N?velDrama.Org.

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

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