Chapter 16

Estelle walked straight to the sports car, but didn’t give a damnn about those bright red roses She just opened the door, got in the driver’s seat, closed the door, and started the engine. She swiftly turned the steering wheel and sped off onto the main road.

Everyone was dumbfounded by her series of actions, including Manley.

Manley’s smug smile slowly froze on his face. He never expected Estelle to ignore the flowers and just drive away with the car-flowers and all.

Now, he was standing in the middle of the crowd, still holding a flower in his hand, looking like an idiot.

His face turned from red to white, and then to pale. Anger and frustration choked him, making him want to strangle Estelle in that moment.

What kind of chick did Lucille send him after? No wonder she was willing to give up billions! Was she playing with him on purpose?

The crowd buzzed, and one unnoticable voice asked softly, “How come Estelle knows how to drive a Rolls-Royce?”

“She seems pretty good at it. Isn’t her family supposed to be poor?”

In the Bentley nearby, Millard, who rarely showed any emotions, looked stunned and said softly, “Ms. Macclain…”

After a moment, he squeezed out two more words, “Nice move!”

Manley must have never been played like this in his life.

Jonathan, who had lowered his hand from the car door, looked at the sports car that had disappeared into the distance and couldn’t help but smile.

Manley from the Scott family?

A sudden thought crossed Jonathan’s mind. He picked up the phone and dialed a number. After two rings, the other side answered with excitement, “Jonathan!”

“Did you ask Manley to go after Estelle?” Jonathan asked directly.

Lucille seemed taken aback, but she didn’t expect Jonathan to find out so quickly. She didn’t know what to say for a moment, so she instinctively denied it, “Not me.”

After a pause, she added, “Who can control a guy like Manley? How could I possibly influence who he likes?”

“Good,” Jonathan said indifferently. “Stay away from Estelle. Don’t mess with her, or don’t blame me for the consequences.”

There was an obvious choke in Lucille’s voice as if she was struggling with feelings of grievance and unwillingness. “Do you really like her that much?”

“It has nothing to do with you!”

Jonathan hung up the phone.

hoped Lucille would stop so he wouldn’t have to use Estelle as an

anymore.

see him back so soon. They approached him to ask if he wanted something

and the servants wanted to avoid irritating

had never been played like this before. The women around him had always tried to please and flatter him. If some were playing hard to get, they never dared to annoy him. But today, he was not just annoyed-he

Estelle showed

upstairs to shower and change clothes. He wasn’t in the mood for anything, even in the games he played on his phone,

wondered how Estelle would

whole city. He

a few words, and she might have a tough time

answer, and the other side spoke with an official tone, “Is this

this, Manley lounged on the sofa and replied,

Scott, I’m the traffic police officer at Rosewood Drive. We just saw a car parked by the roadside, and after checking the license plate, we found that it belongs to you. Selling flowers by the roadside is not allowed. Please move your

“Selling flowers?

would be better if you come and see

up the phone, went to the garage, and took another car. After leaving the villa, he quickly drove

looked at the sports car Estelle had taken, his face as dark as a storm

on the street, with a sign on it, reading, “Flowers for sale, 10

gone, and a pile of

car key.

days, some clever person saw a

12 dollars, and you could get

or six people exchanging

bustling scene even caught the attention of

bad, a whole industry

to buy roses, but he glared at them fiercely causing them

Manley, “…”

educate Manley with a few words, but saw his angry face and decided against it. Instead, he told Manley to

Manley called his driver

Manley and

convenience store nearby and continued, “A pretty lady came to

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told me I could make some

his eyes and grabbed a handful of cash from the car and stuffed

eye on the car while I made

Manley.”…

Angry and fierce?

anticipated his expression, but

sense of determination arose within

and patted the boy’s

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