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,

Lucy was in a tough spot when she

to marry a

home without a penny, ended up on the streets, and was almost

could be both dramatic

horse but

entire suitcase of

T

a game company and

before tossing the

was only twelve at the

contact her. Otherwise, she would

og establish FastPulse Technologies,

it into the largest game company in the

But in reality, 31% of the shares

of

Yvette never showed up. Honestly, she probably didn’t even care about these

had children, because that would only

and now she had more money than

she’s been feeling

then, Yvette came

might get some new insights chatting with

her black coffee, feeling a bit down. This was a side she never showed to others. “Yvette, what

think

drink, caught off guard. It was indeed too

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

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

a

women entered the

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 her right. They looked absolutely

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

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