Find Me In Your Labyrinth novel Chapter 137

Surprised by the turn of events, Charlie was taken aback and quickly rose from his seat, deciding to follow them.

Inside the private room 8801, Manley stopped Estelle at the door, "Just a joke, you're really mad?"

Estelle appeared downcast as she spoke, "I understand that I owe you a favor. If you want the cake, I can bring it to you. There's no need for you to play these games with me!"

Manley's smile gradually faded, and he gazed at Estelle with a serious expression. He spoke softly, "Do you truly believe that I have any desire for a cake?"

Estelle snorted, "If you don't need a cake, you just want to fool around with me!"

"I'm sorry!" Manley frowned, his gaze became solemn and his voice slightly heavy, "I didn't know you would get so angry! Actually, I really wanted a cake from you, I was afraid that if I told the truth, you wouldn't even care about me, so I lied to you!"

Estelle sneered, "You just said you don't need a cake!"

Manley's eyes lost their brightness as he cast a glance at the bustling crowd inside the room. A trace of self-derision appeared on his lips as he spoke, "Indeed, as the heir of the Scott family, I am always surrounded by a large entourage, especially on my birthday. They shower me with gifts worth thousands or even millions of dollars, yet no one remembers to give me a simple cake. They never realize that all I truly desire on my birthday is a humble cake and the words 'happy birthday'."

He looked intensely at Estelle, "I wanted to use your hands to send myself a cake and a birthday wish. If it makes you unhappy, I apologize."

As Estelle perceived a tinge of loneliness in Manley's voice, her anger began to dissipate, and her tone softened. She uttered, "Regardless of who the cake was intended for, I came here to fulfill my obligation. The cake is yours, and I have upheld my promise."

Estelle extended the cake towards Manley, handing it over to him.

Manley's face lit up with a radiant smile, exuding a sense of happiness and contentment. He accepted the cake with both hands and requested, "Can you say 'happy birthday' to me once more?"

Estelle hesitated for a moment, then slowly uttered, "Happy birthday!"

Just as she finished, someone suddenly pushed a cake cart from the nearby leisure area. The cake on the cart was seven layers high, someone shouted, "It's time!"

The lights in the room switched on suddenly, and everyone yelled in unison, "Happy birthday, Manley!"

Manley's countenance underwent an abrupt transformation, caught off guard by Estelle's reaction. Estelle, taken aback, stared at Manley with an increasingly somber expression.