Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Chapter 1639

Chapter 1639

Marshall came here by bus, but Stella did not even have her ID with her. She could only come by a private car, where each passenger would get off at different places. In that way, the car would have to make a few different stops, which would cause her to arrive slower than taking a direct bus.

So, he decided to stay after thinking about that.

Arthur did not know what had happened, but he was delighted to have a guest over. He had provided Marshall with a place to stay and also cooked various delicacies for him.

Marshall was still worried about Stella, so he did not really enjoy any of the food.

He stayed at Arthur’s place for two days, yet Stella did not show up. On the third morning, he suddenly woke up from a nightmare.

There was always an endless fire in his previous dreams. However, this time, he dreamed of Stella jumping off the bridge with Keegan.

He was drenched in cold sweat as he abruptly opened his eyes. He stared at the old ceiling above him. It took him some time to finally get over the nightmare.

It had been three days, and she should have arrived regardless of the type of transportation she took.

Perhaps she had never intended to come here in the first place.

Marshall dared not to waste any more time, so he quickly packed up and wanted to bid Arthur farewell.

Arthur had gone out for a walk very early in the morning because he could not sleep for long after getting older.

Although Marshall was not very used to staying there, he was polite. Plus, his good looks made a favorable impression on the neighbors within just a few days.

So, when they heard that he was looking for Arthur, they immediately told him where he was. Very soon, Marshall found Arthur exercising in the park.

As he was approaching Arthur, he overheard some elderly ladies who had just finished exercising having a chat.

“I went up the hill a few days ago and saw someone hiking up the rock again.

Sigh, the path is so secluded and scary. How could anyone ever have the guts to go there?”

“That person is probably just another outsider who the slaphead had fooled. He has come up with so many different stories about the rock, yet I’ve not heard of any of them even though I’ve lived in this town all my life.”

“There are always a few people falling for it every year. I’m so old, and even I don’t believe in any of those things. I can’t believe how superstitious the younger generation has become.”

“Sigh. People would believe in all sorts of things to seek comfort for themselves.

I heard that the woman who went there lost her husband. How pitiful. However, the slaphead is simply despicable. My son-in-law said that when he was coming back from the town, he saw the slaphead hugging and messing around with another woman-“

Someone pulled the elderly woman away before she could finish talking.

“Madam, where is the wishing well that you mentioned earlier?”

The woman was startled. She turned around and saw a strange but gentle young man. She thought that Marshall had come to make a wish in the wishing well, too, so she told him where it was.

Then, she added, “Young man, just toss a coin in the wishing well if you’re there to make a wish. If someone insists on telling your fortune, please don’t believe them. It’s nothing but a scam.”

Marshall then thanked the woman, said goodbye to Arthur, and went right to the wishing well.

He met a lot of other people on his way there. He asked for directions as he walked and quickly located where the wishing well was.

The wishing well was not huge. There was a small hut next to it where the keeper would rest.

There was a long line of people waiting to make a wish there, and it kept getting longer.

As soon as Marshall arrived at the wishing well, he saw a bald man sitting next to the wishing well, offering spiritual guidance.

Marshall approached him with a stern face. The bald man had noticed Marshall since he arrived and thought that Marshall would be his next money tree.

However, Marshall approached him, grabbed his collar, and pulled him up from his seat. “Where’s the woman you tricked into coming up the mountain a few days ago?” he asked with a cold face.