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

pressuring her to marry a

ended up on the streets,

both dramatic and

but Yvette, who appeared in blood–stained clothes with a big suitcase full

the entire suitcase of money. “Here’s

T

clearly how she had replied with determination back then, “I want to start a game company and

her a brief look before tossing the suitcase to

twelve at the

contact her. Otherwise,

the money og establish FastPulse Technologies,

years, she turned it into the

was the chairperson. But in reality,

of FastPulse Technologies, holding absolute

never showed up. Honestly, she probably didn’t

got married or had

wrong long ago, and now she had

been feeling a bit

then, Yvette came

get some new

bit down. This was a side she

think

“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

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

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

a

women entered the booth next to

affluent housewives, each around fifty years old. Each one carried an LV handbag in

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

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