Chapter 556

A girl with multicolored hair was sitting at the bar. She noticed Yvonne approaching and immediately slid off her high stool, offering it with a casual wave. "Mm," Yvonee murmured in acknowledgment. Taking the seat, she grabbed the cocktail waiting for her, downed it in one go, and let out a long, weary sigh. "Ugh, talking to her is exhausting." "Your cousin is such a buzzkill," the girl scoffed. A sharp laugh escaped her lips. "I mean, seriously. What year does she think it is? Who still wears those cheap scarves from a street market?" "Layla, my cousin's always been like that. Not everyone can appreciate what you call fashion," Yvonne replied. A smile tugged at her lips as she glanced at the girl beside her. The girl's name was Layla Singer. She and Yvonne had been in the same class since elementary school, but after middle school, Layla dropped out and started spending her days at her brother Leonardo's bar. These days, Layla has completely embraced the look and attitude