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 and

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

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

these were the labels

the prince from the comic book stepped out of the car, his long legs striding forward. He held a red

screams erupted from the group of girls, and

of the road, there was a Bentley parked there.

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

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

Estelle.

is 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

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

him would fall for her after just one

showing no delight

her, the surrounding sounds consisting of

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 about giving me a chance today and letting me treat you to a

the crowd of girls whisper, “My

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 me not being

round of screams emerged

a television drama. The girls

a stoic face

lowering his voice, “Don’t be

continue this charade, Estelle rejected him again and kept

and instinctively reached out to

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