Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

As soon as the words left her mouth, Kaiden didn’t hesitate for more than three seconds before doing something completely unexpected–he bowed directly in front of Yvette, who was sitting on the sofa. His head was lowered as far as it would go, and his fists were clenched tightly. He thought Yvette was angry with him because of his attitude during the competition today, and that’s why she came to him at night. If the commander truly wanted to kill him, he knew he had no chance of fighting back, so all he could do was beg, hoping she’d spare him.

“Commander, I know I shouldn’t have gone against you in today’s competition. I knew full well that I couldn’t win, and yet I was still so arrogant and disrespectful. I really had no choice. I didn’t know Clusia would switch you in. If I had known, I would have withdrawn from the match immediately. Please, Commander, forgive me this time. I swear I won’t dare do it again.” After speaking, Kaiden quickly raised his head, looking at Yvette with genuine fear, his face pale.

Charles frowned, watching Kaiden beg so pathetically, letting out a cold snort. ‘With acting skills like Kaiden’s, it’s a waste not to have gone into show business. If he had, he could casily play a colonel’s role–he’d be a natural. After all, he’s just playing himself.

Yvette, sitting on the sofa, remained unmoved by Kaiden’s pitiful begging. Her eyes were cold and sharp, with a faintly playful smile on her lips. “Do you really not know what you’ve done to win the competition? Do I need to remind you?”

Hearing this, Kaiden trembled, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice pit, the bone–chilling cold spreading through his limbs. His face showed his panic, and sweat slowly started to form on his forehead, though he tried his best to stay composed in front of the two. In truth, he still didn’t understand why the commander, who usually avoided meddling and taking the spotlight, had entered the competition twice in a row for Clusia. Especially in this match–it was strange. He had suspected something earlier, but hearing Yvette’s question now, Kaiden was even more certain he’d missed something critical.

Kaiden squeezed his eyes shut tightly, and when he reopened them, they were bloodshot, as if resigned to his fate. His hands fell weakly onto his legs. After a moment, he stood up from the ground, pushing away the fear in his eyes, which were now filled with anger and resentment.

Kaiden, in a frenzy, shouted at Yvette and Charles, “Why? What did I do wrong? I just wanted to win this match. If I won, I could rightfully become the next heir of the Steel Serpents. I’m an illegitimate child–without schemes, how else would I have gotten this far? I’m not Charles! He has your favor, Commander. Even without Braydon, he could still turn to you. All I have is myself. Why did you have to show up, Commander? Why did you have to ruin my chances of success again? Back at the training camp, I made one tiny mistake, and you wanted to kill me. Later, Damian had to use a favor to save me, but you still cut off one of my fingers. Now, over a match you shouldn’t have even been in, you want to kill me again. Why? Why?”

Kaiden’s desperate screams echoed throughout the room, his roars filling the space.

Charles was almost amused to the point of anger by Kaiden’s ridiculous accusations. “This person has truly reached a new low of shamelessness, distorting the truth so boldly here; it’s really laughable.’

Charles stepped forward, his expression serious. He rebuked the roaring Kaiden without hesitation, “Kaiden, was it just a small mistake you made back in training camp? You were absolutely insane! You were willing to sacrifice the lives of ten children just to buy time for yourself in the competition. When the instructor discovered it, they had to save those kids. Didn’t you know the rule in the underworld is to not kill innocent children? You conspired with Carson to try and eliminate me behind my back for a chance to be his apprentice. And now you’re here claiming I ruined you? And talking about relying on yourself— what utter shamelessness!”

Upon hearing Charles’s words, Kaiden’s features twisted in discomfort; Charles’s remarks left him feeling incredibly humiliated.

‘I didn’t do anything wrong; the fault lies with others. I’ve suffered torment and humiliation since childhood. Is it wrong to strive to rise up?‘ Kaiden looked at Yvette, who remained expressionless on the sofa, feeling increasingly anxious. ‘I’ve said so much just to get the instructor to let me off the hook. Why is she so indifferent?‘

Kaiden smirked slightly, a crazed look on his face. Suddenly, he threw his head back and laughed loudly. “Instructor, you’re always like this. No matter what I say or do, you never bother to give me a second glance. All I wanted was to make something of myself. Even if I was wrong back then, didn’t I pay for it? You cut off one of my fingers and kicked me out of the training camp. Isn’t that enough? Why do you have to show up now, at the most important moment of my life, to ruin everything? Even if you’re from Clusia, you grew up in Mysonna; what connection do you have to this country? Why help Clusia win?”

The more Kaiden thought about it, the more extreme his feelings became. He even considered that the instructor was doing it on purpose, intending to make him crash down from his peak. Once again, he’d be reduced to someone everyone could trample on. Kaiden glared at her, his eyes gleaming with a venomous light, appearing terrifying.

Charles was left speechless. ‘Does this guy have some sort of persecution complex? If he hadn’t stupidly kidnapped Jeremiah’s mother and angered the instructor, she wouldn’t even have bothered to deal with him! What a self–indulgent fool! This guy is beyond savingContent provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Charles scoffed. “Kaiden, if you want to win the competition, do it fair and square. Kidnapping Jeremiah’s mother is nothing to brag about! And why are you even questioning it? Where do you get the courage to make such accusations? After all these years, you’ve truly mastered the art of playing the victim.”

Yvette stood up from the sofa, her hands in her pockets. She looked at the deluded Kaiden and said slowly, “You kidnapped Aurora.” Her voice was flat and calm, with no hint of emotion.

Kaiden knew he couldn’t deny it any longer and reluctantly nodded. “Yes, I kidnapped her, but instructor, it doesn’t make sense for you to kill an innocent person because of her.”

Yvette slowly walked up to Kaiden and gave him a faint glance. Her gaze, casual yet sharp, felt like a blade glimmering in the cold light, as if it would dismember Kaiden piece by piece. Kaiden’s breath became increasingly difficult.

The close proximity only amplified Kaiden’s inner fear. He lowered his head to avoid Yvette’s gaze, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Yvette lowered her voice, flat and unemotional. “The person you kidnapped is my boyfriend’s mother.”

Kaiden’s eyes widened in horror as he looked up. “No way! Absolutely impossible!” But when he saw Yvette’s eyes and Charles’s expression, he realized she wasn’t joking. Suddenly, he remembered Braydon’s words: the instructor had been deceived by a man, a Betrico. ‘So that man is… he’s the Clusia major general Jeremiah, who’s competing against me?‘