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.

the crowd of people

with the back seat filled with vibrant red roses, drawing everyone’s attention. Even more attention was drawn to

become increasingly famous in J City over the past two years. The Scott family was already a renowned wealthy family in J City, and Manley

were the labels bestowed upon him by the people of J

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

chorus of screams erupted from the group of girls, and all eyes focused on Estelle, filled

there. Millard looked outside the car window and

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,

of J City and decided to pick her up. The car was parked here, waiting for Norah to come out. They hadn’t expected to

Estelle.

Vicente Scott’s son. 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

nodded without emotion, his eyes following Manley

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

that a person like him would

eyes showing no delight nor deliberate

the surrounding sounds consisting of gasps and

the depths filled with rippling emotion as 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 me to treat you to a meal

girls whisper, “My heart

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

Think of it as a consolation for

round of screams emerged from

television drama. The

Estelle felt agitated, maintaining a stoic face but a more determined attitude, “I’m

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

continue this charade, Estelle rejected him again and

instinctively reached out