Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 15

His voice was soft and lazy, with a touch of warmth. It felt like the sunshine on a spring afternoon, not too cold, not too intense, and just the right kind of comfortable.

Estelle turned around, looking at this unfamiliar man with confusion.

The man took two steps forward, gazing at Estelle with fox-like eyes that seemed to sparkle, “Even if you don’t give your heart to me, at least having a meal together is basic courtesy, right?”

After saying that, he stretched out his right hand, “Nice to meet you, I’m Manley!”

Estelle looked at his slender palm but didn’t shake it. She just turned around and continued walking.

Manley paused, caught up to her quickly, “Yo, didn’t you understand what I said?”

Estelle stopped, giving him an indifferent look, “I got it. I don’t need you to treat me to a meal. I could have dealt with that situation myself without your help just now. We’re just strangers who crossed paths. There’s no need to get acquainted. Let’s end it here. I have to go to class!”

With that, Estelle spun around and walked away without looking back.

Manley stood there, watching the girl’s retreating figure, stunned for a long time.

He was actually rejected by a girl?!

Even if she didn’t know him or his background with the Scott family, his mere appearance alone was usually enough to swoon any girl. Where did she get the nerve to reject him?

Manley snorted, and refused to believe that.

The next day on Tuesday afternoon. Estelle only had one class. As she was leaving the school gate, she saw a group of girls gathered together discussing something. She walked towards the bus stop and heard a girl next to her excitedly shout, “Is it really Manley?”

“Yes, I’ve seen him in a photo with Honey V. It must be him,” replied the other girl.

subconsciously glanced towards the crowd of people and paused in her

the back seat filled with vibrant red roses, drawing everyone’s attention. Even more attention was drawn to the man sitting in the car: white shirt, tailored vest, gold-rimmed glasses, and his

J City, and Manley was the sole heir of the Scott family. However, his

were the labels bestowed upon him by the people

car, his long legs striding forward. He held a red

girls, and all eyes focused on Estelle, filled

road, there was a Bentley parked there. Millard looked outside the car window and said, “Isn’t

realize who “Ms. Macclain” referred to in Millard’s words. He absentmindedly raised his

Norah after school had an unexpected matter to attend to Jonathan and Millard happened to be passing by the University of J City and decided to pick her up. The car was parked here, waiting for Norah to come out.

Estelle.

has joined the family’s Scott Group and made quite a name for himself. By the way, Manley is the one competing with

emotion, his eyes following Manley as

fact that he had come prepared and was waiting here today indicated that he already knew which class she

like him

Manley approached, Estelle maintained a calm expression, her clear eyes showing no delight nor deliberate indifference, but a

front of her, the surrounding sounds consisting

speaking in a low voice, “You may not believe it, but I truly fell for you at first sight. You didn’t want me to treat you to a meal yesterday, so how

someone in the crowd of girls whisper, “My heart skips a beat, someone call an

face, and gently shook her head, “I’m sorry, but

“It’s just a meal. It doesn’t represent anything specific. Think of it

round of screams emerged

was like a scene from a television drama. The girls watching were

taking photos, Estelle felt agitated, maintaining a stoic

a hook-like smile on his lips, lowering his voice, “Don’t be like that. There are so many people watching. Give me a break. Have dinner

charade, Estelle

and instinctively reached out to grab