Belinda Howard merely chuckled softly.
What puzzled her, however, was that ever since she had the car accident and last saw Horion Jones in the hospital, he seemed to disappear without a trace. After the summer vacation, when she returned to school, even the teacher said he had transferred.
And during these five years, she hadn't heard any news about him.
Belinda Howard lifted her head and sipped the coffee in her cup.
Yet, as she raised her head, she caught sight of a familiar figure not far away.
That face—despite five years passing—was impossible for her to forget.
Seeing her dazedly staring at a certain direction, Amelia Stuart couldn't help but follow her line of sight, catching a glimpse of a man walking through the front door and heading straight toward the Package Room on the Second Floor.
"Do you know that person?"
Belinda Howard nodded slightly, "Yeah, that was the person who got Wendis Wilnese and me drunk before taking us to that hotel."
