Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted By Eleven Jewell Chapter 118



Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted By Eleven Jewell Chapter 118

Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted By Eleven Jewell Chapter 118


Chapter 118


“Who else did you buy a gift for?” Keegan could not help but ask.


Stella loved sharing her shopping haul. So, when Keegan asked her, she could no longer hold the chatterbox. She shook open the bag and showed him one by one.


There was a pair of wear resistant gloves for the gardener, a massage tool for the housekeeper, a pair of new boots for the horse trainer, and even a small hairpin for Juno.


When she showed them to Keegan, Stella was so excited that she was completely oblivious to Keegan’s peeved face.


It was not until when there was only one box left in the bag that she recalled something. She took out that box and said, “By the way, this is for you.”


Keegan glanced at the box.


The logo on it belonged to a branded outlet where Stella had bought a tie just now.


Acting like he did not care, Keegan said flatly, “Why are you giving me a tie?”


“It’s not a tie.” Stella smiled and said, “When I bought the tie, the sales assistant told me there’s a store promotion today. I just needed to pay another ninety–nine dollars during checkout to get this pair of socks! Didn’t you say these socks are comfortable to wear? Its price is usually a few hundred bucks a pair, which is too expensive. But, I bought them for just ninety nine dollars. What a bargain! I specially chose dark blue, which can go well with any suit…. Keegan’s face fell as soon as she finished speaking, and he threw the box back into the bag with a poker face.


“What are you doing?”


Stella was unhappy with his behavior. ‘I bought him a gift even though he didn’t bother to wait for me or help me carry the stuff just now. Yet, he’s giving me this attitude!


Keegan ignored her and ordered the driver, “Go faster, Baldwin.”


Stella cursed inwardly, ‘What a moody, irritable bastard! What have I done to offend him?‘ Half an hour later, they finally arrived at Keegan’s grandparents‘ home.


It was a villa built on the estate Keegan’s grandparents had bought after making their first fortune. Inspired by the Italian Renaissance architecture style, it had a vintage and elegant lakeside gazebo.


The place stood out among the villas that had been built in the past years.


When Keegan’s grandmother, Cordelia, started raising horses, she bought more than 20 acres of land behind the villa to build a horse farm and a garden. Maintaining her garden and playing with her horses were the activities she enjoyed daily. The old lady was living a blissful life.


Upon entering the house, Stella saw a Bentley without a license plate number parked outside. However, she thought that someone in the family might have bought a new car, so she paid no mind to it.


As Stella and Keegan approached the main hall after entering the house, they could hear the sounds of lively conversation and laughter.


It was only when they got to the entrance that they realized that there were two guests in the house.


One of them was Marshall, and the other was a man about the same age. It was a man with handsomely sculpted, aristocratic facial features. Despite having rose–red lips, broad shoulders, and a slender waist, he did not give off any feminine vibe.


When Stella and Keegan entered the hall, they found Cordelia merrily chuckling as she conversed with the man. It was only when she saw Stella and Keegan did she gesture to introduce Stella. “She’s my granddaughter–in–law. Is she the person you’re looking for?”


The man stopped smiling and looked at Stella carefully.


Stella was puzzled, but she feared that it would be rude to ask questions. Hence, while nodding awkwardly at the man, she secretly nudged Keegan’s hand behind her using a finger, trying to ask him who that man was.


However, Keegan gave her an unexpected response by pinching her finger. In retaliation, she pinched the back of his hand.



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