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,

was in a tough spot when she

to marry

away from home without a penny, ended up on the streets, and

could be both dramatic and

on a white horse but Yvette, who appeared in blood–stained clothes with

the entire suitcase of money. “Here’s some money.

T

to start a game company and make a lot of money. This life, I just want to focus

her a brief look before

who was only twelve at

her. Otherwise, she

she used the money og establish FastPulse

into the

chairperson. But in

the largest shareholder of

just that Yvette never showed up. Honestly, she probably didn’t even care

and never got married or had children, because that would only slow down her money-

now she had

she’s been feeling

Yvette came

she might get some new insights chatting with

a bit down. This was a side

think

silent for a few 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, with all this money, why would I think about ending it all?

put down her milkshake, her eyes partially closed, lips pressed together, her gaze icy.

Am I being too dramatic? Why do I start thinking about all these unnecessary things

then, a group

entered the booth

one carried an LV handbag in her left hand and an Hermes one in her right.

their reserved seats. Coincidentally, it was right next

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