Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez



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Since childhood, Elliot had been aware of Yvette's formidable combat power and knew he could never overpower her. The only weapon he had was the law.

Now, Yvette stood over the disheveled Elliot, her face devoid of emotion, her gaze cold and indifferent, as though she were staring at a lifeless body. She narrowed her gaze. "Evidence? Do you honestly believe there was only one recording?"

Elliot froze and thought, I saw Grandpa destroy the evidence with my own eyes, reducing it to ashes. As omnipotent as Yvette is, she will never be able to piece it back together.

He retorted, "What evidence? I have no idea what you're talking about, Yvette. Stop slandering me. No one will believe you."

Yvette drew out her phone, waving it in front of him with a smirk. Her eyes gleamed with a mix of playful arrogance and cold calculation.

At that moment, Derek's deep voice resonated from the entrance of the Golden Exhibit Center. "The evidence wasn't destroyed. I have a copy right here."

His unexpected appearance at the doorway commanded immediate attention. Several people in the crowd recognized him. and the crowd soon buzzed with anticipation.

One of the guests whispered, "That's Derek from the Ross family, Elliot's younger brother! Is he really testifying against his brother?"

"Didn't they say Derek was completely captivated by this girl? Could he be framing Elliot?" another voice questioned.

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"No, didn't you hear their conversation? She mentioned having evidence and a recording. Things are getting complicated," another guest added. Sienna glanced at Jeremiah and mused, 'Damn, with Derek suddenly showing up and speaking for Yvette, Mr. Chavez is definitely going to be jealous!

As Derek stepped onto the stage and looked at Elliot-kneeling his face battered and filled with burning resentment- Derek's expression shifted between cold detachment and reluctant sympathy. In the end, he sighed.

From this day on, the Ross family's reputation will be beyond repair. I've always known this day would come, he thought

Panic surged through Elliot as he caught sight of his brother's expression. He pleaded, "Derek, don't let Yvette deceive you. I'm begging you-please don't get involved."

Elliot was still clinging to the hope that Derek would stay out of this on account of their familial ties. But what he didn't know was that Derek had already lost all faith in him after the events in the break room earlier.

Derek pondered. If it had been anyone else, I might have hesitated to get involved. But since Yveur is the one being wronged, I can't stand by. After all, if it hadn't been for her, I wouldn't have survived that kidnapping all those years ago.

Towe her my life. And now, with things reaching this point, I can no longer feign ignorance like I did when I was young. Derek's voice was firm as he addressed Elliot, Elliot, in addition to the voice recording, there's also footage from the surveillance cameras from that time. You know exactly what I'm talking about.

He then turned Im gaze to Yvene. "Yvette, the evidence of his plagiarism is on your phone. Despaired Soul was your work- and my brother stole it from you?

Yvette lifted her too, her expression unreadable, while Elliot lay on the ground like a beaten antimal, gasping for breath.

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His words landed like a bomb, shattering the silence and sending the crowd into a frenzy. Elliot's defenders fell silent, winle some of his fans stood frozen, hearts heavy with disbelief and betrayal.

The revelation that their idol's hit song had been plagiarized was a blow no fan could have anticipated-a betrayal that cut deeper than any other. Elliot's face drained of color as he sank to his knees, his dignity shattered in front of the crowd.

Despite his attempts to erase the evidence, Derek still had footage of him sneaking into Yvette's room and stealing the sheet music all those years ago-something Elliot had never even known was recorded..

He thought bitterly, 'If I had been capable of composing something like Despaired Soul, why would I have needed to plagiarize Yvette? It's all her fault for pushing me to this point."

Gone was the arrogance he once held; now, Elliot stood silent, his shoulders slumped, his entire demeanor drenched in defeat and hopelessness. The truth, buried for so long, was finally exposed. In that moment, all Elliot felt was a desperate urge to do away with Derek

and Yvette..

Paolo watched the scene unfold. The moment Yvette accused Elliot of plagiarism, any hope he had of joining the International Music Association vanished.

Even without concrete evidence, as long as Yvette held the presidency, there was no chance Elliot would ever gain entry.

Yvette kept her gaze half-lowered, her eyes dark and enigmatic. Her long legs accentuated her defiant aura, while her gaze, both cruel and icy, seemed to summon an impending storm of darkness.

She spoke nonchalantly, her voice cold and sharp. "Did you know that Elliot has been abusing substances and violating women at your family's suburban mansion for years?"

Yvette's words hit the room like a thunderclap, leaving the crowd frozen in stunned disbelief.

The same thought echoed in everyone's mind. 'Substance abuse Violating women? This goes far beyond plagiarism; if these accusations are true, Elliot could be facing serious legal consequences.

Derek, utterly stunned, went rigid. His hands trembled as the weight of Yvette's words sank in. He thought, Yvette wouldn't fabricate something like this-whatever she says must be the truth.

It was as if he had been plunged into an ice-cold abyss. Derek stood frozen, staring in disbelief at Elliot, who was just as stiff

as he rose.

A wave of suffocating pressure washed over Elliot. His eyes locked onto Yvette as he thought, 'How could she possibly know these things? I've been so careful!

At that moment, all eyes were fixed on Elliot, each gaze piercing him and boring into his being.

I'm finished, was the only thought echoing in his mind.

As the room remained stunned, Jeremiah gracefully took the stage. With broad shoulders, sharp features, and a commanding presence, he effortlessly attracted attention.

Bathed in the spotlight, Jeremiah stood tall and aloof, his expression calm and detached. As the crowd watched him, they collectively wondered, 'Who is this remarkable man?

He approached Yvette with confident strides, his eyes locking on Elliot with a cold, piercing gaze. Standing side by side, the two exuded an undeniable, unspoken dominance, their presence commanding the room

Jeremiah opened a document bag, revealing a thick stack of papers. He pulled out the contents, and only then did the crowd.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

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realize they were photographs.

Yvette took the photos from Jeremiah and arched her brow as an icy look took over her face. She hurled the hundreds of photos at Elliot.

The photos dropped onto the stage, each one depicting various young women, their expressions vacant and semi-conscious.

They were of different skin tones and ages, each one seen with the same man-Ellior. Some images captured him in a dazed, hazy state, all in startlingly high resolution.

Jeremiah had obtained these photos because of Elliot himself he had essentially dug his own grave.

Elliot had taken perverse pleasure in photographing his victims, his face contorted with excitement as he captured each moment. He stored the images in a custom-made safe at his mansion, regularly retrieving them to indulge in his dark obsession.