Chapter 380: The Counterstrike Begins

Longines Café. Gordon Yale sat in a corner seat by the window. Across from him, Yvonne wore her Public Security uniform, her posture straight and her expression cold. A faint smile tugged at the edge of Gordon's lips as he spoke in that low, magnetic voice of his. "Officer Yvonne. You rarely take the initiative to ask me out for coffee." "And you still have the mood to drink it," Yvonne shot back, watching him lift his cup and take a leisurely sip. Her brows pinched, subtle but unmistakable. "I...