Yvette lifted her chin slightly, showing a laid-back expression on her refined face. Her eyes looked like a clear and chill lake, which was full of calm, showing no emotion. She didnât seem to be in a hurry at all.
Seeing that, everyone there felt a little uneasy. They thought. Mr. Chavezâs fate is uncertain in the jungle, and how can she be completely unworried?
Bruce and the others couldnât understand what on earth did Yvette think. They thought, If Yvette wasnât in a hurry, she would not fly from home to Mysonna in less than five hours, even not wasting a minute. However, now her attitude seems like she doesnât care about Mr. Chavezâs life at all.ââ
Yvette lifted her eyelids slightly, giving them a long and serious look, and said to everyone in there in a calm voice, âGet these things ready, and we leave early tomorrow morning.â
Bruce shook his head and rejected her idea, whose attitude was somewhat firm. He claimed, âNo way, we canât afford any more delay. Ms. Zeller, We know youâre concerned about Mr. Chavez, but itâs too dangerous for a woman to come with us to the rainforest. If something happens, we may not be able to protect you. If anything happens to you, the three of us cannot explain it to Mr. Chavez. So Mr. Chavez, please stay at the hotel. Weâll set off once we are ready.â Hearing that, Frankie and Chris nodded, while Emmett sat quietly on the side, not saying a word. However, Yvette showed no expression on her face and didnât respond to Bruceâs words, Bruce thought she agreed with what he said, so he got up to leave without giving it much thought.
Yvette curled her legs up and rhythmically tapped the armrest of the sofa with one hand. Suddenly, a cold glint appeared in her eyes. Her brown and shiny eyes were unfathomable. Anyone who knew Yvette could tell she was in a mood right now. She said suddenly, âLetâs have a fight. If I win, the three of you listen to me. If I lose, Iâll listen to you and stay in the hotel.â
Frankie let out a laugh and looked at Yvette with a cheeky grin, and he said, âMs. Zeller, do you really know what the guys standing in front of you do? Let me introduce you. Bruce is a three-time free sparring champion of Mysonna. Chris is a master of ancient combat artist, having trained with Mr. Chavez in the military for five or six years. As for me, even though Iâm a newbie here, Iâve been learning taekwondo with my master since I was a kid. If we get into a fight and you, with those small arms and legs, end up getting hurt, Mr. Chavez will have to kill us when he finds out. So, Letâs just forget about it Bruce also nodded carnestly.
Although Frankie usually had a laid-back attitude, he was spot on with that. The three of them knew that Yvette was the first woman Mr. Chavez had shown interest in for the last thirty years. From what they understood, Yvette might even be the future matriarch of the Chavez family. Regardless of her status or any reason, none of them could lay a finger on Yvette. Besides, they all agreed that it was very inappropriate for three grown men to fight a woman. If the news got out, theyâd be a laughingstock.
However, just as the three were about to refuse, a blurred figure flashed by. They found that Yvette was already standing in front of them. Being an ancient combat artist, Chris instinctively stepped back two paces, and then Bruce and Frankie quickly followed by moving back a few steps. Yvette didnât give them any extra time. She moved forward swiftly, swinging her one leg out in a fierce sweep, cutting through the air. The three of them were forced to step back a few more steps.
Yvetteâs skillful move made the three of them take it seriously. Bruce looked surprised. Frankie was eager to jump in and spar with Yvette, rubbing his hands in excitement. However, as soon as he took a step forward, Chris pulled him back. Frankie scratched his head, feeling confused.
He asked, âChris, why are you stopping me? Donât worry, I promise I wonât harm Ms. Zeller.â
You cant Me Zeller, just stay put Chris gave him a sideways glance and replied, be ring this, Frankie was stunned, because he knew that Chris never joked around.
Chapter 161 Chris stared at Yvette. His expression grew more serious than before, furrowing his brows âAre you an ancient combat artist?â Chris asked Yvette.
68 Hearing those words, Frankie turned to look at Yvette in disbelief. He thought, An ancient combat artist? How could that be?
Even Bruce, who had been always calm and composed, became shocked. He thought, âThe term âancient combat artistâ isnât used lightly. Since Chris said she was, it must be trueâ
Yvetteâs pretty eyes were half-closed, with a chill gaze. She hummed with her thin lips slightly parting, âYesâ
Chris turned around and asked Bruce and Frankie to step aside. People all knew that the ancient combat artists were no longer people like them who could go up against. They didnât know what level Yvette had reached. However, judging by the skill she had just shown, they thought she must have considerable skill.
Following Chrisâs instruction, Bruce and Frankie readily moved aside. They were well aware of the power of an ancient combat artistâs battle, so they clearly knew that now was not the time to be reckless.
Chris performed a traditional fist-salute and said, âMs. Zeller, please, and then his eyes instantly burned with a strong determination. Yvette didnât waste any words and made the first move, and Chris didnât dare to be careless and used his best skills to counter. The two of them went back and forth vigorously Bruce and Frankie were dazzled by the fast movements and could not see them clearly.
Five minutes later, they heard a cracking sound suddenly and saw Chris being kicked to the ground by Yvette, gasping for breath. Instead, Yvette stood where she had been, which was exactly the same as the one she just stood in, and there was even no a single wrinkle in her clothes.
An eerie silence fell over the scene. Frankie rubbed his eyes and couldnât believe that Chris was defeated just like that. He asked himself in mind, âChris has been my idol for many years, and how could he lose so easily? However, no matter how much Frankie didnât want to accept it, the truth unfolded right before his eyes.
Frankie looked at Yvette with shining eyes. He silently announced to himself that from today on, he had a new idol Chris, lying on the ground, didnât even realize that his fan had dismissed him so quickly. Bruce stared at Yvette, deep in thought His earlier concerns seemed to fade with the display of her skills.
Emmett was the only person who showed no surprise throughout the entire process, because from the moment Yvette made her first move, Emmett recognized her as an ancient combat artist with advanced skills. However, he was also surprised by her hidden depth.
Chris jumped up from the ground, looking at Yvette with admiration in his eyes. âI admit defeat, Ms. Zeller, cumpletely and utterly,â he said. He thought, âMr. Chavez really knows how to spot talent. How can someone in her twenties have such deep power in ancient martial arts? Where did Mr. Chavez find this treasure? Iâm thoroughly impressed.
Yvette raised her delicate eyebrows and asked calmly, âAny objections? If not, go prepare the gear. Weâll leave at six tomorrow morningâ
The three of them nodded at once, with a completely different attitude from before, and replied, âNo objections.â Emmett nodded in agreement and said to Yvette, âDonât worry, Iâll prepare everything on the list as soon as possible. There will be no problem setting off early tomorrow morning.â Hearing that, Yvette nodded slightly, and then she casually picked up the backpack from the couch, walked past them, and headed for the door.
Once noticing she was leaving, Emmett quickly spoke up, âMs. Zeller, you should take this suite. Weâll go out and find another hotel nearby.â Emmett suggested this because he knew the rooms in the Regal Tower had already been all booked at this hour, leaving no choice but for Yvette to stay while they looked elsewhere. The other three people also thought the same way, but they didnât speak up because they werenât so familiar with Yvette yet.
Yvette paused in her steps and responded, âThereâs no need. Iâve already reserved a room at 520. Iâll meet you all downstairs in the morning.â
After the door clicked shut, Emmett started to think about roort something was ofl.
He turned around and asked the other three, with a stiff voice,â 520 is the top presidential suite.â
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