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,

Lucy was in a

family was pressuring her to marry a man

up on the streets, and was almost harassed by

could be both dramatic

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

over the entire suitcase of money. “Here’s some

T

to start a game company and make a lot of money. This life, I just want

before tossing

who was only twelve

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

used the money og

years, she turned it into the

But in

was the largest shareholder of FastPulse Technologies, holding

Yvette never showed up. Honestly, she

or had children, because that

proven everyone wrong long ago, and now she had more money than

lately, she’s been feeling a

Yvette came to

she might get some new insights

her black coffee, feeling a bit down. This was a side she never showed to others. “Yvette, what do

think

her drink, caught off guard. It

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

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

a

entered the booth next

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

Coincidentally, it was

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