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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?”

seen him in a photo with Honey V. It

of people and paused in

was drawn to the man

Manley was the sole

yet possessing business acumen, these were the

prince from the comic book stepped out of the car, his long legs striding forward. He held a red rose in his hand as he walked towards

screams erupted from the group of girls, and all eyes

the road, there was a Bentley parked there. Millard looked outside the car

engrossed in reading a document. He didn’t immediately realize who “Ms. Macclain” referred to in Millard’s words.

to be passing by the University of J City and decided to pick her up. The car was parked

Estelle.

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 himself. By the way, Manley is the one competing with

his eyes following

the fact that he had come prepared and was waiting here today indicated that he already knew which class she belonged to. What was

that a person like him would fall for her after

clear eyes showing no delight nor deliberate indifference, but a

in front of her, the surrounding

truly fell for you at first sight. You didn’t want me to treat you to a meal yesterday, so how about giving

in the crowd of girls whisper, “My heart skips a beat, someone call an

up to her face, and gently shook her head, “I’m sorry, but I have

just a meal. It doesn’t represent anything specific. Think of it as a consolation for me not being able to sleep

screams emerged

scene from a television drama. The girls watching were instantly filled with adrenaline, more excited than

stoic face

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 with me,

unwilling to continue this charade, Estelle rejected him again and kept

reached out to grab her