Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Bonnie’s words caused an uproar, and everyone glared at her with anger. Even Rafferty, who had just spoken up, looked at her disapprovingly, his eyes full of accusation.

“Bonnie, are you out of your mind? Calling the police? Don’t forget that you’re one of us in Dungo Village. Your duty is to protect Dungo Village!” he roared.

“Yeah, how could you call the cops? You’re so malicious! Can’t we decide for ourselves what to do with our blood?”

“If we want to sell our blood to raise poisonous insects for money, what’s that got to do with you? Calling the police will get us killed!”

“Bon, please, make them leave. Tell the police to go away!”

“You bitch, Dungo Village is your home. Are you going to destroy the very place where you grew up?”

“Bonnie…” The voices of accusation were deafening.

Suddenly, a stone was thrown from the crowd, aiming straight for Bonnie’s head. The next moment, a gunshot rang out, and the stone fell to the ground.

The bullet had gone straight through the stone, hitting a man in the leg. The man collapsed to the ground in pain, and Janice, who had seen the shooter, shuddered in fear.

How could it be her?‘ she wondered. Janice immediately thought of the woman Bonnie had mentioned countless times, Yvette. Her mind exploded with realization. ‘Yvette. That’s her.’

It had to be the woman Bonnie kept talking about. Janice was so frightened that she froze, not knowing what to do. Terrified that Yvette and her group might spot her, she quickly covered her face and slipped away in the chaos.

The man on the ground cried out in agony. Bonnie snapped back to reality and looked up to see Yvette, Jeremiah, Emmett, Charles, and Andrew, who had just gone inside to make a call to Samantha, walking out from the inner courtyard.

Bonnie turned her gaze back to the bleeding man on the ground and instantly recognized him. It was Xavian Jacobs, Holden’s nephew, the man from Dungo Village who had been pressuring her to marry him.

Bonnie gasped. “You… Xavian!”All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

The villagers nearby rushed to help Xavian, lifting him up while accusing Bonnie.

“Bonnie, how could you bring outsiders into Dungo Village? Xavian is your fiancé! How dare you have someone shoot him! You’re out of your mind!”

“Yeah, Xavian is your fiancé. How could you let this happen to him?”

Yvette, Jeremiah, and the others reached the doorway. The crowd fell silent once Yvette appeared. Some of the villagers had known her since the first day she arrived.

When they saw the gun in Yvette’s hand, the villagers froze in shock. Andrew hurried to Bonnie’s side, anxiety written all over his face. “Are you alright? Did you get hurt?”

Bonnie shook her head. “No, don’t worry.”

Yvette’s gaze swept across the room, her eyes turning cold. She raised an eyebrow, speaking in a calm, measured tone. “I fired the shot. If anyone has a problem with that, keep it to yourself.”

Seeing the gun in Yvette’s hand, the villagers fell silent, too afraid to speak. Xavian pointed at Yvette, his face twisted with rage. “You bitch, who are you? How dare you shoot me? You must have killed Uncle Holden!”

Before he could finish speaking, another bullet shot through Xavian’s hand. The gruesome scene left the villagers stunned into silence.

Yvette tilted her head slightly. Jeremiah calmly put his gun away a wicked grin curling on his lips. “Keep barking, and you’re dead.”

Xavian now understood that the man and woman before him were not to be trifled with. With no other outlet for his anger, he vented it all on Bonnie.

He roared. “Bonnie, you’re my fiancée! How could you bring outsiders to attack people from Dungo Village? What’s legal and what’s not? We don’t understand, so stop trying to fool us.

“Even if the police are here, we won’t be afraid. Don’t think that just because you’ve studied outside and met some people, you can act like you are superior. You’re nothing but a bookworm. Who would want you but me? Stop dreaming!”

Xavian smirked maliciously at Bonnie, gritting his teeth in pain. The next second, another bullet pierced his groin, and Xavian howled in agony, the sound chilling to the bone.

The crowd was completely stunned. Just moments ago, neither the man nor the woman had fired a shot, so where did the bullet come from? Everyone turned around in confusion.

Yvette lazily lifted her eyelids, standing slightly askew, her gaze directed into the distance. Samantha was walking toward them, flanked by a group of police officers. It was Samantha who had fired the bullet earlier.

Emmett glanced at Xavian, who had been shot third times, and could only mutter, “Serves him right.” Samantha was fiercely protective of her brother. Although she often teased Andrew, anyone who spoke ill of him would find themselves in trouble.

A couple of years ago, a rich second–generation heir from Betrico had called Andrew a worthless rich kid. When Samantha found out, she didn’t hesitate. She launched a direct attack on the family’s business empire.

In just three days, she managed to bankrupt the entire family. After that, no one in Betrico dared speak ill of Andrew again.

Bonnie was someone Andrew accepted as family, and that made her Samantha’s future family too. Xavian had brought this upon himself, choosing to provoke Samantha at the worst possible time.

Samantha, dressed in black leather pants and a sleek black outfit looked incredibly cool. She holstered her gun, stepped through the crowd, and walked up to Yvette and the others. In a low voice, she greeted. “Hey, Yvette, Jeremiah.”

The police surged forward, quickly subduing the villagers. They all hung their heads, finally realizing the gravity of the situation when they saw the police.

Samantha turned to look at Xavian, still lying on the ground. She walked toward him, the click of her boots echoing with every step. Her expression was icy and captivating.

In full view of everyone, she aimed her gun directly at Xavian’s wrist and fired another shot without hesitation.

“Someone like you, a loser, thinks he’s worthy of Andrew’s girlfriend? You don’t deserve her.” She mocked.

With both of Xavian’s hands destroyed, he immediately passed out from the pain. Samantha addressed the police. “Take him away. Don’t be gentle with him.”

At this moment, Samantha exuded the aura of a ruthless bandit. Bonnie stared at Samantha, who shared some resemblance to Andrew, widened her eyes, and seemed a bit naive.

Samantha walked over to Bonnie’s side. Bonnie, appearing somewhat clueless, just stood there, silent, looking a bit scared as she gazed at Samantha.

Charles and Emmett looked at Samantha and exchanged looks. She was just protecting them a moment ago, and now she’s giving that look? Women sure are unpredictable,‘ they wondered

Bonnie lifted her head to look at Samantha, instinctively stepping closer to Yvette. Andrew quickly moved to her side. “Samantha, don’t scare Bonnie.”

Samantha looked at Andrew protecting Bonnic, and a twinge of sadness crossed her face. ‘He’s already thinking about protecting his girlfriend…‘ she wondered.

Yvette shoved her hands in her pockets, glancing at Bonnie and then at Samantha, raising an eyebrow. “Bonnie, this is Samantha, Andrew’s sister.”

Bonnie smiled and nodded with grace. “Hi, I’m Bonnie.”

Samantha was momentarily taken aback by Bonnie’s straightforwardness. ‘Bonnie’s way more interesting than I thought. She wasn’t even scared when she saw me shoot,‘ she wondered.

Samantha deliberately hardened her expression, trying to look tough. “So, you’re Bonnie, Andrew’s girlfriend? I fired the shot. What do you think about that?”

Bonnie nodded, her gaze serious as she looked at Samantha. “Samantha, you looked cool firing that shot, but you’re just a little bit less impressive than Yvette.”

Andrew pinched the bridge of his nose and looked up at the moon. ‘Oh my god, someone please help me. Bonnie, you could lie just a little here. Do you have to be this honest?‘ he thought.