Maggie stepped forward and asked, "You're back?"

"Who are you?" The other party looked at Maggie with confusion in his eyes, "Do we know each other?"

"I'm Maggie! Charlie Wilson? We were in Class 4 at Pottstown First High School for the senior year. You… forgot?" Maggie said in bewilderment.

After a moment of silence, Charlie slowly nodded, "Mm, long time no see." It looked like he remembered her but remained calm. Seemingly, the reunition wasn't quite important in his heart.

The joy in her heart was dampened instantly, "Heh heh, p… perhaps, you left for too long and forgot about your… your classmates. I… I didn't expect to meet you again under such circumstances." She smiled awkwardly and turned sideways. Her excited tone became normal again.

Charlie didn't say anything. When Maggie turned her head, he turned to her and took a glance. A flicker of emotion flashed across his eyes.

"Sir, you know each other?" Just then, the driver of the white car asked, "I… did… didn't know…."

"It's okay. Just follow normal procedures." Charlie said blandly, "We went to the same school but lost contact for years, so relax."

The expression on his face changed instantly.

It looked like Maggie had flattered herself.

She recognized a classmate, but the latter gave her the cold shoulder.

It was reasonable since they graduated long ago, and Charlie left without saying goodbye. She was overconfident to believe that he would be delighted to see her. In fact, there was something between them…

It seemed that time healed everything because he didn't say terrible things to her. Maggie sighed inwardly, lowered her head, and looked at the ground in frustration. She was a bit rash just now.

Her cell phone suddenly rang.

She checked the caller ID, walked to the side, and answered it, "What's wrong?"

"I've got the intel. The new general manager appointed by Jorme Group will arrive in Pottstown today. According to the source, he studied overseas. In terms of appearance, education background, and capabilities, he is first-class. The chairman of Jorme, Mr. Lane, thinks highly of him while his…."

"Get to the point." Maggie interrupted his speech.

"His name is Charlie Wilson. He was born here in Pottstown…."

His speech dropped a bomb in her head. Holding the phone, she mechanically turned her head and looked at the silhouette, "What, what's his name?"

"Charlie Wilson, do you know him?" The other party repeated.

"More than that…." Maggie sighed lightly, "I see, the traffic police are here. I'll deal with this first and then go back to the office." She put away her phone and walked to the traffic policeman.

...

After the issue was solved, Maggie called out, "Well… may I ask if you're the new general manager appointed by Jorme Group?"

Charlie halted his steps and glanced at her silently, "Why? You have something to talk about?" The driver picked up the conversation.

"I..." Upon noticing the expression in Charlie's eyes, Maggie swallowed back the words at the tip of her tongue, "No, nothing." She then turned away.

"Probably, she wants to build a connection." The driver smacked his lips.

"Let's go." Instead of echoing, Charlie said indifferently.