Chapter 685: Meeting Again as Strangers

Yvonne was chatting iwith a handsome man dressed in black. She wore a black women's suit with a white shirt, her figure slim. She paired it with a black pencil skirt, wrapped her long and slender legs with flesh-colored stockings, and wore a pair of matte black high-heeled leather shoes. She exuded elegance and intellectuality. Her long hair was pinned up with a metallic butterfly clip at the back of her head, and two strands of round pearl tassels hung down from the hairline. Against her lightly powdered cheeks, it was no wonder she was called the "Goddess of Diplomacy" even in her fifties. It can be imagined how stunning she must have been when she was young. Cheyenne, amazed, gave a look of astonishment and secretly thought, 'Grandfather tries to avoid such a beautiful woman. He really doesn't know how fortunate he is!' Just as she was lost in thought, Yvonne extended her hand towards her and gestured for her to come. "Cheyenne, come." "This is Tucker Patel, the chairman of th