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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?”

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glanced towards the crowd of people and paused in

everyone’s attention. Even more attention was drawn to the man sitting in the car: white shirt, tailored vest, gold-rimmed glasses, and his

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

extravagant spender, and yet possessing business acumen, these were the labels bestowed upon him by the people of J

out of the car, his long legs striding forward. He held a red

of girls, and all eyes focused on Estelle, filled with jealousy or

Bentley parked there. Millard looked outside the car window and said, “Isn’t that

in the 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 Estelle, causing his gaze to

unexpected matter to attend to Jonathan and Millard happened to be passing by the University of J City and decided to pick her up. The car was parked here, waiting for Norah

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

nodded without emotion, his eyes following Manley as

at the University of J City, but the fact that he had come prepared

couldn’t believe that a person like him

eyes showing no delight nor deliberate indifference, but a hint

of her, the surrounding sounds

emotion as he stared intently at Estelle, 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

girls whisper,

rose Manley held up to her face, and

“It’s just a meal. It doesn’t represent anything specific. Think of it as a consolation for

of screams emerged from

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

taking photos, Estelle felt agitated, maintaining a stoic face but a more determined attitude,

eyes cool and a 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

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

instinctively reached