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,

then, Lucy was in a tough

pressuring her to marry a man twenty years older

from home without a penny, ended up on the streets, and was almost

both

horse but Yvette, who appeared in blood–stained

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

T

game company and make a lot of money. This life, I

a brief look before tossing

was only twelve

contact her. Otherwise, she would be able to stay in

money og establish

it into the largest

But in reality, 31%

of FastPulse Technologies, holding absolute

Honestly, she probably didn’t

Lucy worked tirelessly and never got married or had

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

been feeling

then, Yvette came to visit

get some new insights chatting

down. This was a side she

think

guard. It was indeed too

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

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

then, a group

entered the

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

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

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