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.

of people and paused in

was a parked Rolls-Royce Phantom convertible, with 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

Manley was

yet possessing business acumen, these were the labels bestowed upon him

this moment, the prince from the comic book stepped out of the car, his long legs striding

the group of girls, and

a Bentley parked there. Millard looked outside

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

driver who was supposed to pick up 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. They

Estelle.

He grew up abroad and coincidentally returned when you went abroad. In recent years, he has joined the family’s Scott Group and made quite a name for himself. By the way, Manley is the one competing

eyes following Manley

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

couldn’t believe that a person like him would fall for her

showing no delight nor deliberate indifference,

in front of her, the surrounding sounds consisting

he stared intently at Estelle, speaking in a low voice, “You may not believe it, but I truly fell for you at first sight. You didn’t want

girls whisper,

and gently shook her head,

just a meal. It doesn’t represent anything specific. Think of it as a consolation for me not

of screams

scene from a television drama. The girls watching were

Estelle felt agitated, maintaining a stoic face but a

lips, lowering his voice, “Don’t be like that. There are so many people watching. Give me a break. Have dinner with me, and I’ll drive you home

Estelle rejected

frowned and instinctively reached out to grab her