Together Apart: Her White Moonlight Has Returned Too-Chapter 148: What Kind of Friends Are We?

Because Vera Yves was dumped by The Monroe Family, she was once again the talk of the town, and the people who once fawned over Hannah Hayes were now waiting to see her joke.

So this New Year, she was unusually quiet, avoiding card games to eliminate any chance of being mocked.

She was browsing nearby activities, intending to take Vera Yves out to unwind.

Vera Yves didn’t want to squeeze into a crowd, and after ensuring Zoe Monroe wouldn’t be there, she told Hannah Hayes that she had plans and smoothly headed out.

A few people were huddled in The Gilded Age’s private room playing mahjong.

Only when Vera Yves arrived did she realize Zoe Monroe was there, along with many others, hardly needing another player.

Seeing Vera Yves, Zoe Monroe happily approached, "My dear Vera, you finally made it."

Vera Yves resignedly said, "Weren’t they missing one player?"

Zoe Monroe snorted, "I’m the only one losing money today! This group is definitely in cahoots; help me win my money back!"

Vera Yves looked at her resignedly.

Noticing Vera Yves’ arrival, everyone greeted her, and she sat down next to the mahjong machine.

"Vera, go easy on us later."

Vera Yves chuckled, "I didn’t see you going easy on Zoe."

"Tsk, Vera, now that you aren’t becoming her sister-in-law, why are you siding with her?"

With that, the atmosphere in the room cooled down.

Zoe Monroe glanced at the speaker disdainfully. "Vera and I grew up in the same dresses. Who else would she side with?"

"Exactly, you two have been partners in crime since childhood."

Zoe Monroe glared at him, "Want a beating? Vera, just win against him!"

Vera Yves chuckled, "As you wish."

The whole room burst into laughter.

After one round, Vera Yves had won a good amount of chips, making Zoe Monroe instantly celebrate, "I knew with Vera here, nothing unexpected would happen."

As Vera Yves was drawing a tile, a faint cool fragrance drifted from behind.

Her movements became somewhat stiff.

"Miles."

Someone greeted, and Miles Monroe responded.

The atmosphere in the room instantly turned awkward.

"My dad mentioned your car accident the other day, are you alright?"

"I’m fine, just some minor injuries."

"That’s good."

Vera Yves casually played a tile, someone immediately declared win.

The person behind didn’t show any intention to leave, and Vera Yves’ focus wasn’t on the game. She drew a tile, ready to play it when Miles Monroe bent over, "Play this one."

Vera Yves ignored him and played her tile, resulting in another win.

Zoe Monroe quickly said, "Vera, let me take over for a while, change your luck."

Vera Yves stood up and turned around, seeing Miles Monroe standing beside her wearing casual clothes, with some gauze on his face and no visible issues elsewhere.

Recalling Zoe Monroe’s words, she felt fortunate for not going upstairs to see him that night.

Vera Yves sat on the sofa nearby, chatting with someone.

"Vera, now that Old Mr. Yves’ name has been cleared, I want to write a detailed report about him, would that be alright?"

The speaker was Yates Abbott, the same age as Vera Yves, and they were classmates in elementary and middle school. She is now an editor-in-chief at a magazine.

The Wellspring Pharmacy case is still under investigation, and public attention has waned significantly. Although grandpa’s story was reported at that time, people’s anger and grief seemed to have vanished without leaving a trace.

None of those patients’ families even considered apologizing to grandpa.

"What kind of report?"

"Mainly about that incident from back then. Since there’s so much talk online now, I believe if you, as directly involved, were to speak up, it would be more convincing."

Vera Yves nodded.

Yates Abbott smiled, "Then let’s schedule a time."

"Thank you."

"You’re welcome." Yates Abbott winked at her.

Not far away, Miles Monroe was also chatting, and Vera Yves noticed his face seemed pale, clearly his health was not as good as he portrayed.

Vera Yves picked up her jacket beside her, spoke briefly to Yates Abbott, and left the private room.

Miles Monroe followed after, "Let me give you a ride home."

Vera Yves didn’t stop, "You should go back to the hospital."

Miles Monroe blocked her path, "Vera, I knew you still care about me."

"We’re not enemies."

"Can we still be friends?"

Facing his hopeful gaze, Vera Yves spoke calmly, "What kind of friends? Holiday greeting friends? Or friends who confide in each other? After you broke up with Jane Shea, what kind of friends have you been?"

Looking at Vera Yves’ detached demeanor, Miles Monroe almost saw the same Vera Yves who had just returned from abroad.

He pulled her out from behind that wall, only to be pushed back even farther by her now.

Vera Yves stopped looking at him and went away.

Vera Yves stayed at The Yves Family home until the seventh day, then moved alone to the clinic.

Hannah Hayes thought she was reopening the clinic, completely unwilling.

Vera Yves wasn’t planning to reopen it, she had already decided to compile what her grandpa left behind into books, sharing that expertise and knowledge.

After all, her individual capacity was limited, whereas that knowledge’s power was boundless.

Linda Young suggested she create short videos, for science popularization.

Vera Yves considered the feasibility of this idea.

Hannah Hayes brought her lunch and complained, "Do you think Winston Valentine is crazy, getting engaged to Cecilia Vaughn and sending an invitation to our Yves Family?"

Winston Valentine’s engagement to Cecilia Vaughn was already set, hosted at the most luxurious hotel in Imperia, reportedly inviting almost all Imperia’s elite.

"The mistress rising to power, making such a big fuss, aren’t they afraid of divine retribution!" Hannah Hayes grew angrier, "Sending us an invitation, isn’t this provocation? If you ask me, on the engagement day, you should dress beautifully and blind their eyes!"

Vera Yves looked at her helplessly, "I don’t want to be a topic at people’s dinner tables."

Hannah Hayes snorted and changed the subject, "Your Aunt Warren said she wants to introduce you to a matchmaking prospect, I’ve already seen the young man’s photo, he’s handsome, most importantly his family is on par with ours..."

"I don’t want to go on blind dates."

"You’re already twenty-eight, how can you manage without dating?"

Vera Yves felt a bit of a headache, "Marriage isn’t meant for me."

Hannah Hayes looked at her, frustrated like she was before iron that couldn’t be turned to steel, "So what’s meant for you then?"

"I’m just not into dating, you go if you want."

Hannah Hayes raised her hand to swat her, causing Vera Yves to quickly dodge.

Early next morning, Walter Lowell came to the clinic to pick Vera Yves up; Winston Valentine had been busy with work, specifically sending someone to bring her to the company for a diagnosis.

Walter Lowell led her to the reception room, Vera Yves waited for a long time, growing more impatient, he’s busy, but is she not? Is only his time valuable?

Vera Yves stood up to leave the reception room, just as the conference room door opened.

A group of people emerged, Walter Lowell handed documents to Winston Valentine, Trevor Valentine brushed past him, accidentally hitting his right hand, causing the documents to scatter all over.

Walter Lowell hurriedly picked up the documents.

Trevor Valentine laughed and said, "Winston, I’m really sorry, just now while watching you sign, I noticed one name, you took a long time to sign. Did your right hand become useless?"