Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 136

Chapter 136 

The waiter took Estelle to the 8th floor. Upon opening the door, he respectfully announced, “Ms. Macclain is here! 

Positioned behind the waiter, Estelle struggled to discern the individuals within the dimly lit private room, as it was occupied by a mix 

of men and women. 

Suddenly, someone approached the waiter and whispered something confidentially into his ear. 

The waiter turned to Estelle with a smile and said, “The birthday person inside wants you to personally hand them the cake and wish them a happy birthday.” 

Estelle raised her eyebrows and asked, “Is the birthday person a young lady?” 

Without any hesitation, the waiter answered, “Yes!” 

Estelle thought that this girl probably fancied Manley and knew that she was sent by him, so she made such a request. 

Since she had already come so far, she saw no reason to decline such a small request. After all, you gotta help people all the way! 

She nodded, “Alright.” 

The waiter communicated with the person by the door, and then gestured to Estelle to enter, “Please, Ms. Macclain!” 

Estelle took the cake out of the box and held it in her hands as she walked into the room. 

The lights were off inside the room, and it was pitch dark, with the outlines of people’s faces barely visible. 

The person sitting in the middle of the sofa was wearing a glowing “Happy Birthday” hair clip. Estelle recognized them easily and walked closer, close enough to see each other’s silhouettes. 

Estelle stopped and looked at the person across from her. 

The room fell into an eerie silence, as if only the two of them existed in that moment. 

After a brief pause, the man chuckled and remarked, “Aren’t you going to wish me a happy birthday?” 

Gritting her teeth, Estelle retorted, “Manley, do you find this amusing?” 

Whistle sounds rang out in the room, followed by dim yellow lights turning on. People gathered around, laughing. 

Manley, with the hair clip on his head and his handsome face, looked at Estelle with a mischievous smile, “Thank you for the cake!” 

As a wave of anger surged within her, Estelle fixed a cold gaze upon him. The temptation to smash the cake in his irritating face was 

strong. 

However, she refrained from acting on her impulse because she couldn’t bear the thought of wasting the cake. 

It was made by Emily personally, and she had paid for it. She couldn’t just ruin it!