Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Yvette walked up to the stage and sat in a chair, not even glancing at Robin across from her, completely ignoring him. She glanced at the black pieces in front of her and curled her lips. ‘Black clothes and black pieces, quite a match!’

The moment Yvette smiled, the media captured it again and quickly uploaded it online. The media already knew who could bring them huge traffic.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

As expected, once this photo went online, Yvette’s fans couldn’t stay still, constantly flooding the internet.

Yvette’s seated posture, her long straight legs slightly bent, seemed like she was wearing “I’m here just to have fun” on her body.

Robin gritted his teeth. “This woman can really act. Wait till I see how I crush her!

At the same moment, in the Goodman family, Braydon sat in front of the computer staring at the live broadcast of that face he’d been longing for day and night, his brow furrowed. ‘Just a little longer, almost there. I’ll be free from Matthew soon. Then I’ll go find the instructor, I’ll definitely get him back, no matter what, even if it means death, we’ll be together! I won’t allow the instructor’s ashes to be with anyone else, only with mel

At Mysonna Medical Lab, Silas had turned down all experiments, just watching Yvette on the live broadcast. He didn’t know when this lady had also gotten an Interpol identity. ‘If this keeps up, my medical lab will really not get any recognition. Think about me being stuck in this lab until I’m eighty, that would be so pitiful. No matter what, I have to take back control of the medical lab!’

In Betrico, James and Michael were at home, also watching the live broadcast on TV. ‘My granddaughter is a physics genius, that’s one thing, but now she’s also first-class Interpol, just thinking about it makes me so proud.

At the chess competition site, Yvette and Robin sat opposite each other, their postures and auras completely different. Before it even started, Robin had already lost the initiative. Chess was a matter of the mind, and when the mind was chaotic, the strategy dispersed. Unfortunately, Yvette’s aura was too strong, completely suppressing Robin.

Robin also realized this; after all, he was a chess master. He immediately felt the psychological change. He quickly forced himself to calm down, not to be affected by Yvette’s aura. Robin wiped the cold sweat off and regained some of his confidence on the competition field, but his slightly trembling right hand still betrayed him. After what had happened the day before, he already had a psychological shadow regarding Yvette, which was hard to erase.

Yvette gave him a faint glance, half-lowering her brows, and chuckled lightly.

People in the audience were bewildered. ‘Why did Yvette suddenly laugh?’

Only Jeremiah knew why. “The young lady obviously isn’t taking Robin seriously as an opponent!’

At exactly ten past, the match officially began.

Everyone in the banquet hall automatically slowed their breathing, watching the two on the stage and the magnified chessboard on the screen. Even online viewers were the same. This thrilling and highly anticipated match had finally arrived! Would Yvette be able to protect Clusia’s dignity? No one knew until the end.

Robin took the white pieces, Yvette took the black. The chessboard had 19 horizontal and vertical lines, 361 intersections, and according to chess rules, black moved first.

Yvette extended her pure white jade hand to hold the pieces, casually placing one on a spot on the board.

Robin glanced at her. ‘Why isn’t this woman playing normally? Placing a piece here would lose the initiative, wouldn’t it? Can she actually play chess?’ Robin didn’t dare to underestimate Yvette. He suspiciously placed a white piece; this was also his style, to take the initiative, occupy advantageous positions, implement encirclement, and finally trap and capture enemy to win.

The two went back and forth, and in no time, half the pieces were placed. Compared to Robin’s pondering and thinking, Yvette seemed to place her pieces without much thought, very casually.

As time went on, Robin felt like his eyes were suddenly blurry, his chess path becoming narrower. But this was also a deliberate illusion to make Yvette fall into the trap, to catch her off guard in the end.

People in the audience who understood chess had their own thoughts. Jase took a sip of coffee, tilted his head, and said to Clifford, “Robin is intentionally luring that girl. If this continues, this game is dead.”

Clifford frowned, his study of chess not deep, so he only had a superficial understanding. He whispered, “Dad, Robin does have some skills. This situation is hard for the opponent to win

Jeremiah turned to look at the worried pair, his voice hoarse. “The young lady is using their own methods against them.” After speaking, he turned his gaze to Yvette, as if he could only focus on her alone.

Jase and Clifford were stunned. ‘What does he mean?’ They immediately understood, then turned their attention back to the chessboard. After Jeremiah’s insight, they understood what it meant. Looking at the board again, with different mindsets, they indeed saw different things. ‘It’s true that the involved parties are confused! This isn’t Robin setting a trap for Yvette. Clearly, Yvette is gradually countering Robin step by step, subtly rearranging Robin’s original setup. This girl’s brain is really terrifying.

Jase and Clifford exchanged a glance, then pretended nothing had happened, their faces still slightly worried, genuine acting father and son.

Robin was smug. ‘Just three more moves, and it’s time to sweep in.’ He looked at Yvette, his eyes filled with venom. In the chess match, neither side could speak until the game ended, so Robin had to endure and express his hatred with his eyes.

Yvette gave him a faint glance and casually placed another black piece.

By this point, Robin still didn’t understand Yvette’s strategy, feeling like each move wasn’t doing much. But after playing for so long, he felt like he hadn’t gained any advantage, which was strange. Robin could only continue playing according to his strategy. Ten more minutes passed.

Yvette rested her chin on her hand, looking at the black and white pieces on the board, both sides biting hard.

Robin felt the game was getting more and more wrong, his brain struggling to process, his head feeling dizzy. ‘No way… The moves aren’t following his layout. Now it’s wrong; the black pieces have unknowingly formed a siege.’ Robin was dazed, wiped the cold sweat from his head, gritted his teeth, made another move, and then stared hard at Yvette. ‘As long as she hasn’t seen through my move’s intention, I will definitely win!’

In the audience, Kaiden, who had somehow sat next to Charles, looked at the two on the screen and the chessboard between them, eyes fixed on Charles, his voice a bit sharp. “Who do you think will win, the instructor or Robin?”

Charles didn’t even lift his head. ‘Why did Kaiden suddenly sit next to me to annoy me?’ Back in the day, Kaiden did as Carson did, doing countless shady things to become the instructor’s apprentice. In the end, he even tried to use children to achieve his goals, which was why the instructor chopped off one of his fingers, or rather, the instructor probably intended to kill him at that time.