Chapter 3The Superstar's Unread Message

Stepping into the airport, I checked the time. Just made it.

But what I didn't expect was the crowd. It was packed. Fans everywhere.

Before I could even process it, someone started screaming.

"Finn's here! My god! My god!"

"Ah! It's really him! He's so handsome!"

"He looked at me! He looked at me!"

I sighed. The charisma of a top star was no joke.

Finn was popular even in high school. Even though he always had a face like someone owed him money, that face was blessed by the gods. People couldn't help but look at him.

I was drawn to him too. But every time I looked, he'd avoid my gaze and frown slightly. After a few times, I stopped looking. I figured I should know my place.

In high school, I was the class academic rep, but I was the type who only knew how to study hard.

Since childhood, the phrase I heard most was: "Sarah, you have to work hard. You have to work harder than everyone else. We don't have connections. Only by studying hard can you compete for a future with those who were born at the finish line."

So my childhood was dull. I didn't know if I was happy, I was just used to it. Like this was how I was supposed to be.

My classmates called me a nerd behind my back. So at the time, I thought someone like Finn must hate a student like me the most.

Lost in my memories, the screaming around me suddenly stopped.

A shadow fell over me. I looked up. The handsome man in front of me merged with the face in my memory. Unlike the brashness of his youth, he was now composed and elegant.

Security and staff surrounded him. Finn looked relaxed. He extended a hand to me, his cool voice hitting my ears: "Hello, I'm Finn Sterling."

I reached out dumbly. He didn't remember me. Makes sense. I was basically invisible in high school.

But the moment our hands touched, Finn chuckled softly. His large hand enveloped mine.

Finn rarely smiled on screen, so the fans around us went crazy again—screaming, shutters clicking like machine guns. Despite the noise, I heard him clearly.

He said, "Sarah, long time no see."

His lazy tone made my heart tingle. Maybe it was the heat, but my face was burning.

I wiped the sweat from my face and whispered, "Long time no see, Finn. I'm the pickup personnel from Zenith Group."