Chapter 145 You Ran Away?

They were just young boys, and Yvonne beat them up in a matter of seconds. It was only a pity that she spilled her latte.

She bent down, terrifying the blond boy half to death. His face paled as if he'd just seen a ghost.

"Do you have money? Pay me back for my latte," Yvonne said.

"I—I do. Don't hit me." He quickly took out whatever money he had on him and pushed it into Yvonne's hands before getting up and fleeing the scene.

"Hey!" Yvonne yelled, but the boy ran even faster.

Yvonne was helpless. She wanted to return the money; a cup of latte didn't cost that much.

"Miss." At that moment, a timid little voice rang out from above her.

Yvonne turned to meet the boy's clear gaze. He was completely different from the last time she'd seen him go berserk at Anderson Mansion.

Yvonne stood up and waved the cash in her hand. "Shall I buy you a latte?"

Conan nodded in delight and followed Yvonne out of the park. While waiting for their drinks, Yvonne asked him tentatively, "Do you stil