Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

Chapter 256

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,

then, Lucy was in a tough spot when

to marry a man twenty years older

up on

both dramatic

wasn’t a prince on a white horse but

entire suitcase

T

to start a game company and make a lot of money. This

a brief look before tossing the suitcase

who was only twelve

her. Otherwise,

the money og

turned it into the largest game company in the

in reality, 31%

was the largest shareholder of FastPulse Technologies, holding

showed up. Honestly, she probably didn’t even care about these

or had children, because

everyone wrong long ago, and now she had more

lately, she’s been

came to

thought she might get some new insights chatting with

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

think

drink, caught off guard. It was indeed too

her milkshake, her eyes partially closed, lips pressed together, her gaze icy. “If you

thought. Why worry so much? If you don’t want to die, you just need to live. Am I being too dramatic? Why do I start thinking about all these unnecessary things now that I have everything? Maybe it’s because I’ve been too idle lately. That’s no good. I need

a

of women entered the

outfits showed they were clearly affluent housewives, each around fifty years old. Each one carried an LV handbag in her left hand and an Hermes one in

waiter led them to their reserved seats. Coincidentally, it was right next

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