In a dimly lit corner at the far end of the bar, a woman with long, curly eyelashes sat, sipping on a glass of beer. Her gaze flicked as she scrutinized two individuals at the bar front.

Upon her brother's entrance to CONS Bar, Yvonne initially thought he was there for her. However, her relief set in when he headed straight to the VIP area after entering. She sighed and settled back into her seat, continuing to sip her sorrows away.

Having left Magnificent Residential Area, Yvonne had nowhere ...