Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted By Eleven Jewell Chapter 123

Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted By Eleven Jewell Chapter 123

Chapter 123

Trevor gasped for air as he took off his helmet. “Your horse must have taken performance- enhancing drugs!” he accused.

Keegan snorted and said, “Stop making excuses. Now, call me big brother.”

Trevor smiled. “I admit my defeat, my dear big brother.”

Keegan lowered his gaze and asked Marshall, who was nearby, “Did you get it on video?”

Marshall waved his phone. “Yeah, the quality’s great.”

Trevor’s lips twitched. “You two are really childish!”

Keegan ignored him and spoke to Marshall instead. “Send me a copy.

Trevor was left speechless.

As he grabbed a bottle of water, Trevor asked, “Where’s Stella?”

Keegan then noticed that Stella was no longer there, and his jacket and tie were left behind on the seat.

Marshall filled them in. “Stella said it was too sunny, so she went back to the house.”

Trevor looked at the sky. It was cloudy today; the sunlight was not intense, and a dense cloud hovered above. It was about to rain.

Everyone could figure that it was an excuse Stella had used to leave the horse farm.

Trevor smiled and said, “Ladies are delicate. My sister needs an umbrella even on cloudy days.”

Keegan pursed his lips and said nothing.

When the trio returned, Stella was helping with the dishes, and Cordelia beckoned them to wash their hands and get ready for dinner.

Cordelia enjoyed being around young people, especially when the two young men were someone she had watched grow up from a young age and had high hopes for. Therefore, she was so happy today that even her appetite for food was better than usual.

After dinner, they gathered for another round of tea with a conversation centered on their childhood memories. Stella, however, remained quiet and unable to join in. Under the guise of cutting fruit, she quickly excused herself and left the room.

After lingering in the kitchen for a bit, Stella was shooed out by Cordelia’s housemaid for getting in her way. Not wanting to go back to the living room, Stella made her way to the rooftop, intending to spend some time there.

As soon as she arrived, she found Marshall already there, smoking a cigarette.

At the sound of her approaching, Marshall quickly stubbed out the cigarette. “I’m sorry. I didn’t think that anyone would be up here,” he apologized.

But, Stella just waved her hand. “We’re outside. Feel free to smoke. It doesn’t bother me.”

Stella felt surprised when she saw Marshall smoke, as he did not seem like the typical smoker. With his elegant demeanor, one might have assumed that he was a well–behaved student who

refrained from smoking or drinking.

On the other hand, the handsome and aloof Keegan, who exuded a rebellious air, was actually a disciplined man who adhered to a strict routine and abstained from smoking and drinking.

Marshall smiled, but he did not light another cigarette.

“By the way,” Stella began. “About me hiring you for a lawsuit, I was thinking maybe…” She was about to say, ‘we should just forget about it.‘

However, before she could finish her sentence, Marshall interjected, “I won’t tell Keegan about it. It’s confidential between client and lawyer.”

Hence, Stella felt that she should not continue what she was going to say.

Marshall then suddenly showed her his cellphone, pointing out a Facebook profile picture. ” Does this account ring a bell?” he asked.

Stella glanced at it and replied, “Of course, I know her. She’s the most aggressive among those who have scolded me through direct messages.”

The insults that the person had hurled at Stella were very harsh. The attack continued even when Stella blocked her, as the person would create new accounts with the same profile picture. There was no way Stella could forget her.

To make matters worse, that person even created a Facebook community targeting Stella and invited other haters to join in on the harassment.

For two months, Stella was bombarded with hateful messages from them. The constant barrage of negativity took a toll on her mental health, causing her to feel depressed. She could not help but wonder, ‘Why do people like them have so much time on their hands to defame others on social media? If I let this slide, it will only fuel the arrogance of these haters.‘

Marshall remained quiet for a few moments before he asked, “Do you have any feuds with Ms. Young?”