Chapter 1187


    *Charlie has no clue that Kya is his kid!”


    “He’ll find out eventually!”


    Estelle pressed her lips together. “Once he does, things are only going to get moreplicated!”


    “Stop worrying about other people all the time; you should focus on your own business!” Manley said


    with a meaningful grin.


    “My biz?” Estelle barely got the words out before she suddenly felt guilty.


    Manley nced back at her, his lips curling into a smile. He didn’t say another word.


    At the party, Manley pulled an invitation out of nowhere. After handing it to the greeter, he led Estelle


    straight in.


    It was already night; the hall was brilliantly lit, perfumes and fancy dresses intermixed, and people were


    chit-chatting and drinking, creating an atmosphere of luxury.


    The host of the party knew Manley and, upon seeing him, made a beeline to greet him enthusiastically.


    Manley held Estelle’s hand the entire time, walking her around the party. Before long, everyone knew


    that Manley had snagged himself another beautiful girlfriend.


    Of course, his girlfriends were always gorgeous!


    Estelle lounged by a floor-to-ceiling window, giving him a look. “So, this is your aim?”


    Manley handed her a drink.”What aim?”


    “Quit ying dumb!” Estelle had already had plenty to drink after following Manley around. She took his


    cocktail and knocked it back in one swig, a rare hint of nonchnce in her eyes. “Whatever you’re up to


    tonight, I’m game!”


    “Why are you suddenly so nice to me?” Manley moved over, his gaze fixed on her.


    A hint of ambiguity shed in Estelle’s eyes. She lowered her head, avoiding his gaze.


    The lights in the hall suddenly dimmed, and the elegant ssical music gave way to a romantic


    nocturne. Many people took to the dance floor, starting a grand waltz.


    Manley chuckled, “Let’s dance!”


    Estelle nodded and set her ss aside, saying, “Okay, but you’ll have to show me the ropes. I’m not


    much of a dancer.”


    “My pleasure!”


    Manley took her by the wrist and led her to the dance floor.


    Among the crowd, Manley stared at her, cing her hand on his shoulder, and then taking her by the


    waist, they started to dance.


    Estelle had only danced once before, with Jonathan. It was a long time ago, almost forgotten.


    But she was a quick learner, and within minutes, she was keeping up with Manley’s rhythm.


    With a gleam in his eyes, Manley, whispered, “You can slow down and pretend you’re identally


    falling into my arms; that would be cuter!”


    Estelle noticed a girl in a red backless dress, just as Manley described, falling into a man’s arms, then


    being held and kissed by him while they


    danced.


    Estelle raised an eyebrow and said, “So, that’s your type!”


    “No!” Manleyughed, “You are my type!”


    Estelle nced at him, then, deliberately misstepping, she stepped on Manley’s foot, sessfully


    capturing his pained expression.


    “That’s all I got!” Estelle said, a hint of triumph in her eyes.


    Manley looked at her, his eyes full of indulgence. “No matter what, I like it!”


    On the winding staircase leading upstairs, a man in a dark suit slowly descended amidst a crowd.


    People were talking around him, ttering him or trying to win his favor, but his handsome face


    remained calm and detached, revealing no emotions.


    The chandelier hanging from the second floor casts a hazy yellow glow. In the hall, well-dressed men


    and women were dancing passionately to the romantic music.


    The man’s gaze swept the crowd andnded on a figure, making him feel as if he had plunged into an


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