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.

crowd of

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,

over the past two years. The Scott family was already a renowned wealthy family in J City, and Manley was the sole heir of

possessing business acumen, these were the labels bestowed upon

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

from the group of girls, and all eyes focused

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

sitting in the backseat, was engrossed in reading a document. He didn’t immediately realize who “Ms. Macclain” referred to in Millard’s words. He absentmindedly raised his head and saw Estelle,

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.

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

emotion, his eyes following

was, indeed, a little surprised. It wasn’t strange for Manley to know she was a student at the University of J City, but the fact that he had come prepared and was waiting here today indicated that he already knew which class she belonged to. What

a person like him would fall for her after

her clear eyes showing no delight nor deliberate indifference, but a

the surrounding sounds consisting

stared intently at Estelle, speaking in a low voice, “You may not believe it, but I truly fell for you

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

rose Manley held up to her face, and gently shook her head, “I’m sorry, but I have

a bit surprised but smiled warmly, “It’s just a meal. It doesn’t represent anything specific. Think of it as a consolation for me not being able

round of screams

a scene from a television drama. The girls watching were instantly filled

felt agitated, maintaining a stoic face but a more determined attitude,

on his lips, lowering his voice,

to continue this charade, Estelle rejected him

and instinctively reached out to