Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Chapter 1923

Chapter 1923

Chapter 1923

Marshall phrased his words perfectly.

For someone as meticulous as Marshall, how could he be so careless and say that he "forgot" Keegan had lost his memory?

Stella put down her cup and looked at Marshall.

He sensed her gaze and turned to meet her eyes.

Stella smiled at him with a gentle expression.

Marshall's eyelashes trembled slightly as his expression immediately softened.

Keegan noticed their interactions, and his gaze darkened. Then, he subconsciously held

Stella's hand under the table tighter.

Stella paused, lifted her other hand, and lighted scratched the back of his hand. He abruptly pulled his hand back, looking uneasy.

"Tsk," Stella clicked her tongue.

'What a coward. He's pretending to have lost his memories, yet he can't contain his jealousy. I bet he's very angry right now.'

As she thought about it, she reached over again and pinched Keegan's thigh.

'Wow. So muscular!'

Keegan was startled and stood up abruptly, causing the table to shake.

Everyone else looked at him unanimously.

Stella looked up at him calmly, "What's wrong with you?"

Keegan pursed his lips. He looked like he was about to say something but ultimately remained silent. After a while, he spoke, "I need to use the restroom."

'Huh? He needs to use the restroom just because I pinched his thigh?

'Is he that sensitive?' Stella thought to herself and felt very happy.

Not long after Keegan left, a waiter approached Aurora and whispered a few words in her ears. Then, she stood up and walked way too.

Stella felt very bored and turned to watch Vermont reading palm lines for Felicity.

"Babe, look at your career line. It's very faint, but I can see that it only deepens in the middle. Also, it looks more obvious after intersecting with the marriage line. It means that your career will only flourish after you get married."

"What? After getting married? Does that mean that I have to wait another ten years before my script can be popular?" Felicity put on a distressed look.

Vermont was stunned, "Ten years? Are you planning to get married when you're thirty- five?"

"I was planning to get married at fifty. You see, when I retire at fifty, not only will I not have to work, but I can also receive a pension. I'll find myself another retired old man to marry. Neither of us will have to work. All we'll be doing is eating, taking a stroll in the garden, and doing household chores together. We won't have to argue about who should contribute more to the household since neither of us will be working.

'Til also experience menopause by fifty years old, which means I won't have any children or grandchildren; I won't have to tire myself out taking care of them. Besides, when I'm that old, I'll probably have enough money to buy a house outright without committing to any mortgage. The bank won't have a chance to earn any interest from me. Can you imagine how much money I'm going to save?"

Everyone at the table was speechless.

Although it sounded a little outlandish, upon second thought, it kind of made sense.