"Who are you...?"
Bruce Green stopped, staring intently at me.
Beside him, his aunt Kathleen Brooks also halted, looking at me. She too felt that this person looked familiar.
Bruce Green's figure was somewhat burly, dressed in a neat black suit, looking quite distinguished, while Kathleen Brooks was even more fashionable, wearing a fur coat, making her stand out.
With red high heels and lipstick, she was very stylish.
These two, compared with Phillip and his wife, seemed like they were from completely different worlds.
They were glamorous and somewhat flamboyant, unlike Phillip and his wife, who were simple and modest.
It seemed there wasn't a trace of their rural origins left on them.
"Truly city people!" I mockingly laughed inwardly.
At this moment, Bruce Green exclaimed, as if he finally recognized me, blurting out, "You are... Charlie Thompson?"
After saying this, he looked somewhat incredulous.
