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 ck 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 nced 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,


    Back then, Lucy was in a tough spot when she met Yvette.


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


    She ran away from home without a penny, ended up on the streets, and was almost harassed by beggars.


    Fate could be both dramatic and strange.


    At that time, her rescuer wasn’t a prince on a white horse but Yvette, who appeared in blood–stained clothes with a big suitcase full of cash.


    Yvette simply asked her one question before handing over the entire suitcase of money. “Here’s some money. What do you want to do?”


    T


    She remembered clearly how she had replied with determination back then, “I want to start a gamepany and make a lot of money. This life, I just want to focus on making money.”


    ave her a brief look before tossing the suitcase to her.


    Yvette, who was only twelve at the time, gave


    Lucy had to persistently ask for a way to contact her. Otherwise, she would be able to stay in touch with Yvette.


    Later, she used the money og establish FastPulse Technologies, a gamepany.


    In ten years, she turned it into thergest gamepany in the world.


    On the surface, she was the chairperson. But in reality, 31% of the shares belonged to Yvette.


    Yvette was thergest shareholder of FastPulse Technologies, holding absolute control.


    It was just that Yvette never showed up. Honestly, she probably didn’t even care about these things.


    For years, Lucy worked tirelessly and never got married or had children, because that would only slow down her money- making


    She had proven everyone wrong long ago, and now she had more money than she could count.


    Sotely, she’s been feeling a bit lost.


    Just then, Yvette came to visit Betrico.


    She thought she might get some new insights chatting with Yvette.


    Lucy took a sip of her ck coffee, feeling a bit down. This was a side she never showed to others. “Yvette, what do you people live for?”


    think


    Yvette took a sip of her milkshake, her eyes deep as she stayed silent for a few moments. “Are you thinking about dying? Lucy choked on her drink, caught off guard. It was indeed too hard to get Yvette’sfort. Lucy shook her head with a sigh. Yvette, with all this money, why would I think about ending it all? I’m just contemting life.”


    Yvette put down her milkshake, her eyes partially closed, lips pressed together, her gaze icy. “If you don’t want to die, you just have to keep living.”


    Lucy noticed her serious yet expressionless answer. A slight silence fell between 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 idletely. That’s no good. I need to find something to do. Maybe I should just buy anotherpany for fun.


    Just then, a group of


    roup of women entered the booth next to theirs.


    Their outfits showed they were clearly affluent housewives, each around fifty years old. Each one carried an LV handbag in her left hand and an Hermes one in her right. They looked absolutely elegant.


    As soon as they walked in, 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 conversation.


    Suddenly, a sharp woman’s voice rang out. “Did you hear that Jeremiah from the Chavez family is dating someone? Is it


    Truc?”


    “I heard about it too. My son’s group chat has been buzzing with the news, so it must be true?


    “It’s definitely true. Andrew, who’s been by Jeremiah’s side since they were kids, mentioned it. He wouldn’t lie.”


    “Which young girl managed to snag this prince from the Chavez family?”


    “I know a bit about it. She’s not one of our Betrico socialites, but rather, she’s from the small town of Seacrity. I’m not judging, but what’s Jeremiah thinking? Ignoring all the esteemeddies in Betrico for someone from Seacrity? The status of the Chavez family is way beyond reach for a girl like her


    “I bet that girl used some sneaky tricks to get close to Jeremiah. Otherwise, how could she have caught him so quickly?”


    Their Were buzzing with heated gossin


    voices spection. Iwas as noisy as the women at a market stall, selling their vegetables.


    Lucy didn’t seem to react to all this chatter. She had already heard about it. After all, the Chavez family’s status was so significant that their every move grabbed the attention of Betrico’s upper ss.This material belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    She was worried Yvette might not know about it, so she made sure to exin it to her. “The Jeremiah they’re all talking about is none other than the grandson of our legendary elder, General Jase Chavez. He’s a leading figure among the third generation in Betrico and was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Now, he’s the youngest major general in Clusia. I have some business dealings with his mom, Aurora, but not a lot. I’ve only heard about his legend.”


    Lucy more or less understood what they were discussing. They were just jealous. Major General Jeremiah had a girlfriend. They were here, dissatisfied andbative. If Lucy guessed correctly, probably almost all of them had considered marrying their daughters off to Jeremiah


    Lucy sighed once more, “Mr. Jeremiah Chavez is famously known for not being interested in women. There’s not even a the hint of scandal over the years. This girl must really be something to have caught him. I’d like to meet her if I ever get chance.”


    Yvette had already finished two milkshakes by the time she heard Lucy’sment, swinging her leg up and down. She lifted her eyes with a chilly gaze, a touch of mischief in her expression. She slightly raised an eyebrow, her look calm andposed. Her tone was calm. “Nothing but two eyes and a nose. Nothing remarkable to look at.


    Lucy assumed Yvette just wasn’t interested and thought no further of it. She thought, ‘It makes sense. Yvette doesn’t know about love Yvette didn’t say anything.


    If Yvette ever got into a rtionship, it might take forever. Because Lucy firmly believed no man could ever win over Yvette, Just then, a new round of discussion began next booth. “Did you guys invite Aurora over today?”