Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

James was momentarily at a loss for words. “Who is she? Didn’t you already make everything crystal clear yourself?”

Jay’s face got even redder.

He helplessly glanced at Marcus for backup.

Macrally stepped forward, slightly positioning himself naturally Jay and James.

With a trace of exasperation in his voice, he said, “Mr. Owens, you know timid. Don’t scare him.”

James looked at the two of them and sighed. “Fine, I know he’s timid, and you’re the brave one. This is Yvette. Haven’t you two always wanted to meet Siren? Well, here she is.”

Jay and Marcus were stunned when they heard that.

Jay, losing his composure, dashed out from behind Marcus, face full of shock.

He felt as if something was stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down as he exclaimed to himself, ‘Holy cow!‘

Jay had always imagined Siren to be an elderly person–at least in their fifties.

The groundbreaking research papers and key theories certainly didn’t seem like the work of someone in their twenties.

He couldn’t believe his ears.

This revelation was the greatest shock Jay had experienced in over thirty years.

Likewise, Marcus, though more composed, couldn’t fully hide his disbelief.

He thought, “The great Siren I have been eager to meet is this young woman in her twenties?

He, too, found it difficult to accept.

Both hem stared at Yvette, who stood there with an impassive expression.

Jay struggled to get his words out. “Mr. Owens, are you saying… are you saying that she twenties? You must be joking, right?”

Siren? This young woman in her he had

Marcus’s hands twitched slightly as he regained a bit of composure, but even to ask, “Mr. Owens, is she really Siren?”

James remembered how he, too, had been completely dumbfounded when he first learned that Yvette, barely in her twenties, was Siren.

That was indeed hard to Nerd F beltent, so he found Jay’s and Marcus’s reactions an James said seriously, “Yes, Yvette is Siren, the person you’ve both admired for so long.”

Jay let out a startled gasp. In a sudden burst of enthusiasm, he rushed forward to shake hand.

However, before Yvette could react, Marcus quickly pulled Jay back.

He held Jay’s hand down firmly, his face cold, and asked through gritted teeth,at do you think you’re doing?”

Jay was momentarily stunned and confused. “What’s wrong with you? I just want to shake hands with the great Siren and maybe absorb some of her brilliance.”

Marcus’s expression flickered briefly with discomfort before he let go of Jay.

Then he said nonchalantly, “Sorry, it was just a reflex. Fine, go ahead. No need to be so eager.”

Yvette watched the exchange, lips curving into a slight, mischievous smile, her eyes a bit cold.

Having been interrupted, Jay abandoned the handshake but continued to gaze at Yvette with eyes full of admiration.

He then said, “Um, hello, Siren. I’m Jay. I’m one of your biggest fans. If it weren’t for the papers you sent over, which provided clear guidance, we might still be stuck in place, and who knows when the new energy project would’ve succeeded. But, wow, I didn’t expect you to be so young! I apologize for carlier. That was all because Mr. Owens didn’t explain properly?Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

As he said this, he shot a look of indignation at James, letting out a soft huff.

James was momentarily stunned and thought, ‘Why am I getting blamed for this?‘

Marcus’s attitude changed quite a lot, too.

Though he still hadn’t fully processed it, he could now acknowledge the reality of Yvette’s identity as Siren.

He looked at Yvette and thought, ‘The younger generation is really outshining the older one!

Then he said with a note of admiration, “To think that Siren is a young woman in her twenties… It really shows that there are always greater talents out there.”

James nodded in agreement.

Then he said, “Alright, Yvette’s identity stays between the three of us. She doesn’t want it to become public knowledge.

Jay and Marcus nodded in understanding.

Jay couldn’t help but glance at Yvette again, coming to a conclusion of his own–apparently, a beautiful woman wasn’t necessarily just a pretty face; she could also be a highly skilled and mysterious expert.

Jay then said, “Siren, I’m currently working on Experiment No. 1, related to electromagnetism. Marcus keeps saying there’s something wrong with my process. Would you be interested in joining me? We could work on it together.”

Yvette nodded slightly and replied with a faint smile, “Sure. I’ve got something in an hour, so let’s start now.”

Jay’s mouth twitched as he thought, ‘Isn’t she a bit too fast–paced?‘

He gently reminded, “Siren, maybe you want to review my previous experiment data first? One hour might not be enough. Time is a bit tight

Yvette glanced at both him and the equipment behind him, already knowing which experiment he was talking about.

She had already completed it before–it wasn’t difficult.

Half an hour was enough for her.

With her hands in her pockets, she appeared relaxed and casual.

Frowning slightly, she looked at the troubled Jay, then Marcus and James, and asked in confusion, “One hour? Is it that hard?”

Marcus narrowed his eyes and thought, ‘Her question really makes me want to punch her.”

James, however, chuckled. He didn’t see anything wrong with what Yvette said.

He thought his granddaughter had every right to be this confident.

“You two go ahead. I’ll wait here,” James said with a smile.

He then turned to Marcus, his expression growing serious as he said, “You stay. I have something to ask you.”

Marcus was surprised. “Okay, Mr. Owens.”

Jay cheerfully led Yvette into the lab, while James and Marcus sat in James’s office.

James made himself a cup of coffee, while Marcus helped himself to a glass of water, clearly familiar with the place.

James looked at Marcus, his concern evident.

He thought, ‘Only Marcus and Jay are still single among the lab members. They’ve been on countless blind dates, but none have worked out. Why is that? They aren’t bad–looking, have good jobs, and definitely aren’t short on money, yet no one seems interested in them.

“Have you been on any blind dates lately?” James asked.

Marcus took a sip of water, looked up with deep eyes, and said, “I have, but there was no chemistry.”

James bristled with frustration. He didn’t believe Marcus.

James snapped, “No chemistry? The girl said you only spoke three sentences the whole time: ‘Hello, I’m here, and ‘Goodbye.‘ Is that how you approach a blind date? You were treating it like a business meeting!”

Marcus set down his glass and replied coolly, “We had no common interests.”

James, at this point, pulled out his heart medication from the left drawer and took a couple of pills.

Marcus’s eyes flickered.

He was used to James needing medicine whenever they talked.

James calmed himself down.

Marcus was the type of person who wouldn’t speak unless he absolutely had to, and when he finally did, his words could drive anyone crazy.

Half an hour later–right on time–the lab door opened.

Yvette emerged first, removing her face mask as she walked, while Jay followed closely be His body was stiff, and his eyes glazed over as he stared at Yvette,

No one knew what he was thinking.

But it was clear he was massively shocked.

James and Marcus immediately got up to greet them.

James fussed over Yvette. “Yvette, how was it? Are you tired?”

Yvette tilted her head slightly, her face expressionless, her eyes as cold as ever.

In a calm voice, she replied, “Not tired.”

Marcus, on the other hand, went straight to Jay and asked softly, What’s wrong?”