Meanwhile, after being bombarded with texts by Lucy, Yvette finally agreed to meet her.

They arranged to meet at a café.

Lucy arrived first. She knew Yvette’s temper. Every extra minute waiting incant more irritation.

While agitation might not matter to others, with this person, it was definitely dangerous.

Yvette wore her usual simple look with a t–shirt, denim shorts, same old canvas shoes, and a black baseball hat.

Her hair was tied up, with only a few strands hanging over her brows.

Lucy kept looking towards the entrance from her booth, and finally spotted Yvette’s silhouette.

She found Yvette’s outfit was just like five years ago, not a bit different.

She stood up excitedly, waving.

Yvette saw Ducy, raised an eyebrow, and walked over.

After Yvette sat down, Lucy immediately called the server and ordered a cup of coffee.

Yvette spoke slowly, “No need. I’ll have three cups of milkshake please.”

The waitress froze for a moment and asked again, just to be sure. Three milkshakes, right?”

Yvette nodded. “Yep.”

After the waitress left, Lucy glanced at Yvette curiously. “Yvette, since when did you switch to milkshakes?”

Yvette replied casually, “Well, I’ve recently found milkshakes more enjoyable.”

Lucy chuckled. As long as Yvette was happy, nothing else mattered.

Even after ten years, Yvette was just as quiet. She definitely would say anything if no one spoke to her,

in a tough spot when she met

her to marry

penny, ended up on the streets, and was

could be both dramatic

that time, her rescuer wasn’t a prince on a white horse but Yvette, who appeared in blood–stained clothes with a big suitcase full

one question before handing over the entire suitcase of money. “Here’s some money. What do you want

T

start a game company and make

a brief look before tossing the

twelve

to persistently ask for a way to contact her. Otherwise, she would be able

og

into the largest game company in

in reality,

shareholder of FastPulse Technologies,

up. Honestly, she probably didn’t even care

and never got married or had children, because that would only

wrong long ago, and now she had more money than

lately, she’s been feeling a

came to

some new insights chatting with

a sip of her black coffee, feeling a bit down. This was a side she never

think

moments. “Are you thinking about dying? Lucy choked on her drink, caught off guard. It was indeed too hard to get Yvette’s comfort. Lucy shook her head with a sigh. Yvette,

her gaze icy. “If you don’t want to die, you just

you just need to live. Am I being too dramatic? Why

a group

women entered the booth next

Each one carried an LV handbag

they walked in, a waiter led them to their reserved seats. Coincidentally, it

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