Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 230

Manley took a drag of his cigarette, his eyes squinted, so Jonathan wasn’t with Estelle anymore? Someone else took her place?

He had a sarcastic smile on his handsome face and said, “How good–looking could she be? You guys are drooling all over the place, like your saliva is flowing straight from your brains!”

Ali Bolton sat on Clement’s left, leaning over to pour wine for Manley and giggled, “I’ve seen her, and honestly, she’s stunning! Those eyes and ridiculously long legs! But Jonathan said no one can touch that girl, so we can only sit there and watch!”

Manley sneered, “Jonathan said? Are his words the law now?”

Only Manley would dare to say such things; others wouldn’t dare to echo, just laughed awkwardly in agreement.

At that moment, a waitress came in to deliver wine. Ali, trying to prove that he wasn’t just making things up, immediately pointed at the waitress and said, “If you don’t believe me, Manley, ask her if it’s true!”

got down on one knee to put down the wine and cast a coquettish glance at Manley. Then she turned to Ali with a smile,

chick on the 8th floor, who’s exclusively in charge of Room 8809. Tell Manley if it’s true or

became clear, and she flattered, “Mr. Bolton

the 8th floor when she started to work in the Midnight Bar, and Melody got beaten that day. We all said she must be something special. Sure enough, it became clear in a few days that she’s Mr.

smile, “Call

to help you, but I don’t dare! She’s with Mr. Lamont, even Mamie

his mouth, but there was anger in

arrogant than I said. She doesn’t care about anyone, and I’m afraid even if I told her it was Mr. Scott looking for her, she

swelled, and he scoffed, “how dare she not to come when Mr. Scott asks? If Jonathan really wants to spoil her, he should keep her hidden in bed all day! Why let people see

couch, toying with a lighter in his hand, casually asking, “What’s

Susan said, “Estelle.”

looked

“Estelle,” Susan repeated.