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

her to marry a man twenty years

a penny, ended up on the streets, and was almost

both

horse but Yvette,

suitcase of money.

T

had replied with determination back then, “I want to start a game company and make a lot of money. This life, I

her a brief look before tossing

who was only twelve

for a way to contact her. Otherwise, she would be able

money og establish FastPulse Technologies, a

it into

was the chairperson. But in reality, 31% of

shareholder of

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

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

long ago, and now

lately, she’s been

came

she might get some new

feeling a bit down. This was a side

think

took a sip of her milkshake, her eyes deep as she stayed 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? I’m just contemplating

together, her gaze icy. “If you don’t want to die,

don’t want to die, you just need to live. Am I being too dramatic? Why

then, a group

women entered the booth next to

each around fifty years old. Each one carried an LV handbag in her left hand and an Hermes one in her right.

soon as they walked in, a waiter led them to their reserved seats. Coincidentally, it was right next to Yvette’s table. Both Yvette and Lucy could

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