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

her to marry

without a penny, ended up on the streets, and

be both

rescuer wasn’t a prince on a white horse but Yvette, who appeared in blood–stained clothes with

the entire suitcase

T

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

before tossing

only twelve at

a way to contact her. Otherwise,

used the money og establish FastPulse Technologies,

she turned it into the

the chairperson. But in reality, 31% of the

the largest shareholder of FastPulse Technologies, holding absolute

showed up. Honestly, she probably didn’t even

years, Lucy worked tirelessly and never got married or had children, because that would only slow

had proven everyone wrong long ago, and now she

been feeling a bit

Yvette came to

some new insights chatting with

was a side she

think

thinking about dying? Lucy choked on her drink, caught off guard. It was indeed too hard

closed, lips pressed together, her gaze icy. “If you don’t

silence fell between them. She found Yvette had a point. She 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 to find something to do. Maybe I should just buy

a group

entered the booth

fifty years old. Each one carried an

to their reserved seats. Coincidentally, it was right next to Yvette’s table. Both

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