Find Me In Your Labyrinth novel Chapter 3

Estelle spaced out for a moment.

The man spoke in a cold tone, "What are you following me for? Are you a student at the University of J City?"-

He had noticed the girl following him all the way, stopping whenever he stopped and even followed him to the elevator.

Estelle's face flushed, but quickly returned to a calm expression, “Is this the way to your home? It's a public place, why do you think I am following you?"

A hint of coldness flashed in the man's eyes. He leaned back a step to make way for Estelle to get on the elevator.

Estelle scoffed, "Never mind, I don't want any misunderstandings."

She then turned and headed for the stairs.

The elevator doors closed behind her, blocking out the sight of the man's narrowing eyes.

Afraid of bumping into Jonathan again, Estelle decided to take the stairs up to the ninth floor.

When she arrived at the conference room, her advisor and the dean of the economics department were discussing something. They gave her a look, signaling her to wait a bit.

A few other students were also there to hand in their documents, among which a pair of gloomy eyes stared at Estelle maliciously.

Pretending not to see, Estelle took out her phone and played Sudoku for a while.

In less than five minutes, she solved a round and heard footsteps approaching.

"You've been back for a while, huh? It's about time you came back!"

With the principal's voice, two people entered the conference room, one was Mr. Ingram, and the other...

Estelle couldn't help but frown. What are the odds?

Jonathan also saw Estelle, his gaze sweeping over her without stopping.

The dean hurriedly greeted the principal and introduced Mr. Lamont, the former student and current president of the Lamont Group, as the sponsor of several scholarships.

The dean's demeanor instantly became more respectful after shaking hands with Jonathan. He mentioned that today was the deadline for students to submit their scholarship applications, and all the students present had benefited from Mr. Lamont's scholarships before.

Jonathan glanced over and seemed to spend more time looking at Estelle, then smiled faintly, "The University of J City has always been a place where talent emerges!"

Estelle looked at the handsome side profile of the man, her eyes rolling, wondering whether the real Jonathan was the playboy they talked about or the refined gentleman he had just portrayed.

Suddenly, the principal called on a few students to stand up in front of Jonathan, some looking up at him in awe, while others shyly looked away.

The girl who stared at Estelle just now suddenly stepped forward and chimed in, "Since Mr. Lamont, the sponsor of the scholarship, is here, I have something to say."

The advisor frowned, not knowing what Brooke Hester was up to.

Mr. Ingram gently said, "If you have something to say, just say it."

Brooke glanced at Estelle and said, "Mr. Lamont's scholarship is meant to reward outstanding students at the University of J City. I think that being outstanding should not only include academic performance, but also good moral character, right?"

"Of course!" Mr. Ingram nodded.

Brooke took out her phone and showed everyone a post on the university forum.

"A few days ago, someone saw Estelle getting into a luxurious car after school. Estelle's family is pretty average, so they probably can't afford a car like that. I think we can all guess what she was doing. Is someone like this really an outstanding student?"

Except for Jonathan, everyone's face changed. The advisor whispered, "Brooke, why are you saying this in front of Mr. Lamont?"

Brooke raised her eyebrows, "I want to let Mr. Lamont know what kind of people his scholarships are supporting. Isn't that a waste of his money?"

The dean's face darkened as he took a look at the phone, there was only some blurry photos of Estelle getting into a Mercedes S600 with an older man whose face was unclear.

"Estelle, how do you explain this?" Brooke looked at Estelle provocatively.

Estelle's delicate face was expressionless, her usually gentle eyes now icy cold, "Who are you? Why should I explain anything to you?"