Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez
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Chapter 657 Yvette

arroaned back on the couch and crossed her legs casually, looking cool and domineering. She noticed Savannah's

arrogant expression and smirked mischievously, sounding aloo as she mocked, "Seems like you had quite a night."

Tent that two vile trash put her through that Just those words alone made Savannah's blood boil. She remembered the night. She felt utterly disgusted and defiled, stubbornly refusing to admit to herself that she had later begun to cooperate with them. Savannah's eyes widened as she glared at Yvette and raged venously, "Stop being so full of yourself. You evil bitch! You used those two assholes against me. I wonder what that man ever sees in you!"

Savannah shifted all the blame onto Yvette, twisting the facts completely, without mentioning that she and Thiago had initially planned to drug and ruin Yvette's life.

Yvette looked at Savannah, whose eyes were blazing with anger. She casually smirked, her expression calm. "Sorry, but he loves my cruel side. What can I say?"

Yvette's words made Savannah so angry that her hand trembled while she held the wine glass.

Savannah seethed, "I'm sure he doesn't know you're selling yourself here, does he? This is Steel Serpents' private party. Your presence here has just proved you're someone's mistress. Well, Steel Serpents' faction leader, Callum's woman."

She waited for that word to sink in, before continuing. "With just one word, I can make you suffer a tragic death. I'm going to show you the difference between our statuses today! I want you to see what your arrogance costs you today!" Yvette heard these words, narrowed her eyes, and glanced nonchalantly at Savannah before scoffing, "Callum's woman?" Savannah knew perfectly well where she stood; she was merely Callum's plaything, a disgraceful mistress. "But who cares about that? At least this role gives me power and status. Who gave Yvette, another man's mistress, the right to look down on me?" she fumed inwardly.

She gritted her teeth, glancing venomously at the wine glass in her hand. But before she could make a move, Yvette made move first. She stood up and instantly appeared in front of Savannah, giving her a wicked, chilling smile.

Savannah was startled. The red wine she intended to throw at Yvette ended up spilling all over herself, ruining her vibrant Ybaullan outfit.

Savannah stared malevolently at her ruined outfit, looking as if she could claw someone's heart out. She lunged at Yvette, aiming her nails to claw at her face.

While everyone was baffled by how a few words led to this situation, Yvette had already kicked Savannah several feet away. making her cough up blood.

Savannah looked crazed as she ordered the people around her. The her up! I want her dead. I want her to suffer so much, she wishes she was dead. Move it!"

Savannah screamed her orders repeatedly, but not a single person moved. Everyone just stood by, watching without any intention of intervening. After yelling for a while, Savannah finally realized no one was following her orders. She pointed falteringly at Yvette. But, Yvette just stood there casually, hands in her pockets. Her beauty under the lights was otherworldly, her eyes as cold as ice, with a slight smirk on her lips.

Seeing the indifferent expressions around her, Savannah shouted angrily, "Are you guys blind? I'm Mr. Barnes' woman. I order you to kill this Clusian woman now, or you'll face Mr. Barnes' wrath!"

The faction members frowned at Savannah's words, exchanging uncertain glances with each other, Eventually, a burly man

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stepped forward. Looking at the deranged Savannah, he said, "Ms. Leahy, we don't dare to touch this lady."

After saying that, the man stepped back. Before Yvette arrived, Sage had repeatedly instructed everyone that this party was prepared specifically for her and under no circumstances should anyone upset her.

Anyone who dared provoke her would face severe consequences according to the faction's rules. So, no matter what Savannah said, no one dared to make a move.

Mr. Callum's disgraceful mistress or the honored guests he had gone to great lengths to invite-it was obvious who was more important. Everyone, except for Savannah, understood this

Savannah couldn't believe her eyes. She turned to look at Yvette handing there and then glanced around at the others.

"Have you all lost your minds? Why are you so afraid of this Chan woman? She's just a mistress who is not fit to be acknowledged in public. Get rid of her now! Kill her! Aren't you guys from the Steel Serpents? Why would you be scared of some woman from Clusia?" she screeched.

Savannah's words didn't lead to any action from those present. stead, they all looked at her like she was a fool.

Yvette stepped forward unhurriedly, casting a scornful glance at Savannah, who was clutching her stomach. Yvette raised her eyebrows and asked coldly, "Who told you I was a mistress?"

Savannah gritted her teeth and sneered, "If you're not a mistress, how could you possibly attend this event? Stop pretending. How did you manage to fool everyone here?"

Yvette smirked devilishly as she stepped on Savannah's chest. Looking coldly down at her with eyes filled with contempt, she scoffed, "Do you think everyone is like you, taking pride in being a mistress? Having dignity is something essential-why do you seem to lack it?" Savannah was left speechless by Yvette's words. She stared intently at Yvette's face, still not understanding why so many people were hesitant to oppose Yvette.

How did I lose to Yvette yet again? Even though I'm Callum's woman, why am I the one suffering from humiliation?" wondered Savannah in a daze.

At that moment, a deep male voice boomed from the second-floor. "What's going on here?"

Upon hearing his voice, everyone except Yvette lowered their heads respectfully.

Savannah was so frightened that her whole body was trembling like a leaf. She immediately stood up into the proper subservient posture, not daring to lift her head.

Yvette squinted slightly, watching Callum and Sage approach. Her face was expressionless and she had no intention of explaining herself.

The tests arranged by Callum and Sage hadn't started yet as they'd just finished discussing that matter. Seeing the commotion before them, they immediately realized something unexpected had occurred.

Callum and Sage, dressed impeccably in suits, walked up to Yvette.

Callum's eyes were filled with sheer disdain at the sight of Savannah, covered in blood and wine stains, her hair messy, looking nothing like a lady. His expression was cold and sinisteras his sharp gaze cut Savannah like a knife. However, when his gaze shifted to Yvette, it was completely different.

""Ms. Zeller, what happened here?" probed Sage.

Hearing this, Yvette turned around and casually sat back on the couch, crossing her legs. Her posture was both commanding and relaxed. She rested her face on her hand with no intention of speaking-

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Sage. familiar with her temper, glanced at Callum, signaling with a look. Then Sage ruthlessly slapped Savannah, who was cowering

Within seconds, Savannah's face quickly swelled up.

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