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 tough spot

marry a man twenty years

away from home without a penny, ended up on the streets,

both dramatic and

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

suitcase of money. “Here’s

T

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

before

only twelve at

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

money og

years, she turned it into the largest

she was the chairperson. But in reality, 31% of the

shareholder of FastPulse Technologies, holding absolute

never showed up. Honestly, she probably didn’t

or had children, because that would

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

been feeling

then, Yvette came

she might get some new insights chatting

down. This was a side she never showed to others.

think

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 milkshake, her eyes partially closed, lips pressed together, her gaze icy. “If

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 no good. I need to find something to do. Maybe I should just

then, a

the booth next

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

them to their reserved seats. Coincidentally, it was right next to Yvette’s table. Both Yvette

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