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.

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

anymore.

family villa, where the servants were surprised to see him back so soon. They approached him to ask if

and unpredictable, and the servants wanted to avoid irritating

please and flatter him. If some were playing hard to get, they never dared to annoy him. But today, he was not just

named Estelle showed him absolutely no

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

his phone away, Manley suddenly wondered how

edition, with only two in the whole city. He didn’t

a few words, and she might have a tough

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

been expecting this, Manley lounged

license plate,

“Selling

better if

to the garage, and took

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

been parked on the street, with a sign on

pile of change

car key.

a

12 dollars, and you

There were five or six people exchanging cash and

caught the attention of the traffic

bad,

fiercely causing them

Manley, “…”

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

called his driver to

the boy who had been exchanging cash walked up to Manley and looked up at the

a convenience store nearby and

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could make some extra money

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

eye on the car while I made money. When an angry

Manley.”…

Angry and fierce?

anticipated his expression, but she always caught him

determination arose within him.

and patted the boy’s head.

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