Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

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Dante then felt that following Yvette's instructions without question wasn't humiliating at all. If the rumors of the infamous Deadlock returning to the underworld were true, who in Myson's underworld gang would dare to disobey?

It turned out that she really could make him the ruler of the southern region. That was no idle remark. Dante's heart was both anxious and excited. That night might be the night that would transform his impoverished, humble life.

Upon learning that Yvette was Deadlock, a trace of fear crept into Dante's heart. Though he tried hard to appear calm, the slight tremor in his hands betrayed his inner tension and unease. After all, it was Deadlock

As a mere teenager, she had once made countless figures in Mysonna's underworld tremble in fear, and she had established the formidable Seventy-Two Chambers. Such a legend then sat before him. It was impossible not to feel nervous.

"Dead... M-Ms. Zeller, what are your orders?" Dante stammered. He cursed himself internally, 'Why stutter at such a critical moment? How embarrassing!

Yvette tapped her fingers lightly on the table, her gaze lingering for a few seconds before she looked up. Her expression was neutral, her eyes cast downward, emotionless. Under her gaze, Dante's palms grew slightly clammy with cold sweat.

He stood still as if awaiting a judgment of fate. If he was going to heaven or hell, it all hung in the balance

The four hall leaders of Seventy-Two Chambers stood on either side, their faces solemn, while everyone else kept their eyes fixed forward, unmoving. Jeremiah sipped lightly from a cup, hu gaze dropping as a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes Seventy-Two Chambers lived up to their reputation. The group demeanor is nothing like the underworld. Instead, they resemble a disciplined military unit. Yvette is indeed an extraordinary instructor, he thought..

Yvette spoke in an indifferent tone. "If you want to be the boss of the southern region, you'll need to prove your ability. I can give you the opportunity, but whether you can grasp it or not is up to you.

"If you pass Seventy-Two Chambers' hellish trials, I can provide you with weapons and funds. If you fail, with Seventy-Two Chambers. The choice is yours."

your life stays here

The hall leaders exchanged glances. 'Is Ms. Zeller planning to make this man the ruler of the southern region? If Dante has caught her attention, his future could change overnight, they thought.

If Yvette wanted Dante to take charge of the southern region, it would be effortless. With one word, Seventy-Two Chambers would clear the obstacles, paving the way for him to become the new overlord.

In other words, if Yvette was willing, it wouldn't matter whether it was Dante, born in the slums, or someone random. Any of them could take the position.

But why should she? If one wanted an opportunity, they must fight for it themself. Opportunities didn't fall from the sky. If one could seize them, they were theirs; if not, it was one's fate.

At present, the choice had fallen into Dante's hands-something he had never expected. He thought that someone as influential as Yvette wouldn't care about someone as insignificant as him, that his fate would seem trivial to her.

Who would have thought that she would place the decision in hands! For a moment, Dante was utterly stunned.

Yet, the Seventy-Two Chambers hellish trials were something only a handful of people had ever passed. It was said that Yvette had designed the training and tests to select only the mo elite members back in the day.

Over the years, aside from the original members personally trained by her, those who managed to pass could be counted on one hand.

Dante looked into Yvette's eyes and could see that she genuinely intended for him to make the decision. He lowered his

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head and said nothing. Though the diner was crowded, there wasn't a single sound.

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Mario and the members of Pentagon Gang stood to the side, anxiously waiting, unable to do anything. Yvette watched Dante struggle, her expression calm and indifferent. Sometimes, a person's destiny lay in their own hands.

After a long pause, Dante raised his head, his gaze resolute, Looking at Yvette, he spoke with firm determination, enunciating each word. "Ms. Zeller, I am willing to undergo the Seventy-Two Chambers hellish trials.

"Life and death are my destiny. Life is my fortune; death is also my fate. I have no regrets."

Jeremiah had long anticipated Dante's choice and was not surprised. Some people were born to carve out their own path, even at the cost of their lives. Otherwise, even if Yvette helped Dante become the ruler of the southern region, he wouldn't Last long.

At that moment. Dante shed his earlier nervousness and panic, exuding a trace of the demeanor of someone destined for power. This decision marked the beginning of his journey to becoming the ruler of the southern region of Mysonna

Yvette nodded slightly, her dark eyes sweeping over Dante. Her words were concise. "Go with them. The day you emerge from the Seventy-Two Chambers' hellish trials will also be the day you become the ruler of the southern region."

Dante couldn't hide his excitement upon hearing that. He immediately knelt on the ground and said. "Ms. Zeller, I will never forget your immense kindness. If I survive and come out, my life will belong to you.

Just say the word, and I will go through hell and high water without hesitation."

Dante clearly understood that as long as he passed the trials, he could become a true leader. No longer would he be looked down upon as someone from the slums.

After Dante had stood up, the hall leader of Disciplinary Hall stepped forward respectfully and addressed Yvette. "Ms. Zeller.

will

arrange

for Dante to enter the inner hall for training. There will be no leniency, rest assured. We will take him now," Yvette, sitting with her