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,

a

family was pressuring her to marry a man twenty years older than

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

could be both dramatic

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

the entire suitcase of money. “Here’s

T

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

look before tossing the suitcase

was only twelve

her. Otherwise, she would be able to

og

into

the chairperson. But in reality, 31%

largest shareholder of FastPulse

that Yvette never showed up. Honestly,

worked tirelessly and never got married or had children, because that would only slow down her

ago, and now she had

been feeling

Yvette came to visit

might get some new insights

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

think

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

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

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

then, a

women entered the booth next to

years old. Each one carried an LV handbag in her left hand and an Hermes one in

their reserved seats. Coincidentally, it was right next to

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