Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

Chapter 118: Chapter 73 Childhood Memories_2

"Ah, a middle school classmates' reunion? Where is it? Can I make it in time?" The young lady with chestnut gold short hair was called Yilin, and she was also the initiator of this elementary school classmates' reunion.

"It's just downstairs," Clara gestured with her hand, a smile playing on her lips as if she also found it quite coincidental.

"I'll see if I have the time in the middle of it, and if I do, I'll come over." She said nonchalantly, waved her hand, then pulled open the partition of the private room and walked out.

After she left, another girl from a short distance away came over.

"What's up, Yilin? Did Clara leave early?" Cindy came over to the young lady's side.

"She said she has another gathering to rush off to, so I didn't keep her. Let's pack a portion of the meal for her later, after all, she's still a classmate, we can't forget her."

"You're still as thoughtful as ever," Cindy said with a smile.

"Cindy, you've become quite the smooth talker, ah, but let's not talk about that. I've actually started to take over some business at home recently and have been taught a lot by my parents," Yilin shook her head. Explore stories at mvl

Among her classmates, her family was the wealthiest, running a modest beauty company with branches in Payin City and the neighbouring cities.

"Oh right, where is Tilan? Cindy, didn't you say she was coming back today?" Yilin remembered her childhood playmate.

"Her? Let me check, she should be arriving soon." Cindy picked up her personal terminal.

Soon after, Cindy put down her personal terminal, indicating that Tilan would be arriving momentarily.

But in reality, Hexia had just left Topstar Tower and was now hailing a hover car by the roadside.

Setting those thoughts aside for now, she was about to arrive at the class reunion, and Cindy must be getting anxious, having called her earlier.

Two minutes later, the hover car stopped near the corner of the street close to the Fulu Restaurant, from where Hexia got out.

The reason she didn't disembark right in front of the restaurant was naturally to avoid certain individuals.

She picked up her personal terminal at her side and called Clara.

"Have you arrived, Hexia? Wait a moment, I'm coming downstairs now," the noise of a bustling environment filtering through the phone, along with a burst of cheering.

Shortly after, Clara seemed to have moved to a relatively quiet corridor to continue the conversation.

"The boys in our class were making a ruckus just now; it looks like Jones will have to fork out a big sum this time... almost everyone else is here, Cindy and Yilin are on the third floor at 'V-31'. You just enter through the side door, and I'll be waiting for you there," she explained.

After hanging up the phone, Hexia tidied up her hair and dress by the roadside and hurried to the agreed location.

As she walked into the comparatively quiet side entrance, Clara was standing by the stair railing, browsing her personal terminal. She looked up when she heard footsteps.

"Hex... Hexia?" she uttered in disbelief upon seeing the young girl in a crimson and pink-white frock, looking charming and striking.

"Yes, it's me. Sorry to keep you waiting, Clara," Hexia approached, her appearance today indeed a bit 'bold' or rather far different from the impression she typically left on others.

"That dress must have cost a pretty penny," Clara quipped, shaking her head slightly but not elaborating further.

Hexia must not have wanted to appear shabby in front of her elementary school classmates and had spent a considerable sum to buy or rent this outfit. Clara understood; if she were in the same position, she probably wouldn't want to look downtrodden in front of old acquaintances either, especially since Hexia had once been the center of attention, the girl everyone admired and cared for.