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 when she

to marry a man twenty years older

up on the streets, and was almost harassed

could be both dramatic and

horse but Yvette, who appeared in blood–stained clothes with

suitcase of money. “Here’s some money.

T

remembered clearly how she had replied with determination back then, “I want to start a game company and make a lot of money. This life, I just want to focus on making

before

only twelve

a way to contact her. Otherwise, she would

she used the money og establish FastPulse Technologies,

into the largest game company in the

But in reality, 31% of the shares belonged to

shareholder of FastPulse Technologies, holding absolute

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

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

now she had more money than she could

she’s been feeling a

Yvette came to visit

get some

was a side she never showed to others. “Yvette, what

think

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

milkshake, her eyes partially closed, lips pressed together, her gaze icy. “If you don’t want to die, you just

slight 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

then, a group

of women entered the booth

they were clearly affluent housewives, each around fifty years old. Each one carried an LV handbag

waiter led them to their reserved seats. Coincidentally, it was right next to Yvette’s table. Both Yvette and Lucy could clearly

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