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

marry a man twenty years older

up on the streets, and was almost

could be both dramatic

wasn’t a prince on a white horse but Yvette, who appeared in blood–stained clothes with

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

T

determination back then, “I want to start a game company and make a lot

her a brief look before tossing

twelve

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

og establish FastPulse Technologies,

turned it into the largest

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

the largest shareholder of FastPulse

Honestly, she

had

everyone wrong long ago, and now she had more

she’s been feeling

Yvette came to

she might get some

down. This was a side she never showed to others. “Yvette, what do you

think

drink, caught off guard. It was indeed too hard to get Yvette’s comfort. Lucy shook her head with a sigh.

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

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

then, a group

entered the booth

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

as they walked in, a waiter led them to their reserved seats. Coincidentally, it was right next to

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