Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted By Eleven Jewell Chapter 243

Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted By Eleven Jewell Chapter 243

Chapter 243

Stella turned around at glanced at Keegan. She dropped her expression, “It’s nothing.”

Then, she handed the document to Keegan, “This is for you. I’ll be leaving first.”

Stella had a cool expression and did not even want to utter an extra sentence to him. She was completely different from the person who attentively took care of him last night.

Aldor walked over and said in a low voice, “Mr. Kane, the meeting is about to start soon.”

Keegan pursed his lips and reached out. However, he did not take the document. Instead, he grabbed her wrist.

“Go and wait for me at the office.”

Stella frowned, “I won’t. I’ve got something to do.”

“What do you need to do?”

Stella moved her lips, “I’m going to visit my mother at the hospital.”

Keegan glanced at her, “I’ll send you there after this.”

“This bastard asked me to come and made me the scapegoat,’ thought Stella.

At this thought, she felt furious.

“You’re a busy man, Mr. Kane. I better not trouble you.”

Keegan could detect the sarcasm in her tone. He frowned, “Either you come with me, or I’ll carry you there; pick one.”

Stella twitched her lips.

‘Did the fever last night make him lose his mind? What kind of nonsense is he spouting?’ she thought.

She looked carefully at Keegan’s expression and noticed no hint of humor.

“If you don’t pick one, I’ll assume it’s the latter.”

Keegan said as he walked up and prepared to carry her. When Stella saw many employees downstairs looking in their direction, she felt embarrassed. She pushed his shoulder and said through gritted teeth, “I’m telling you, I’m really pissed off right now. If you make me follow you to your office, I’ll demolish it!”

Keegan smiled, “Do as you please.”

Stella was startled. However, she quickly entered the elevator with an irritated expression. Keegan eased his expression and followed her.

Keegan got out of the elevator on the 10th floor. Then, he reminded Aldor to take Stella to his office.

The moment Stella entered his office, she grabbed the ashtray on the desk and wanted to smash it.

Behind her, Aldor reminded her in an unhurried tone, “A client who’s close with Mr. Kane

gifted him this ashtray when Mr. Kane went on a business trip to France last year. It’s made of natural crystal and costs 600 thousand… Union dollars.”

Stella shuddered and almost dropped the 600 thousand Union dollars in hand.

She pursed her lips tightly and placed the ashtray in its original position. Then, she grabbed an ordinary-looking vase. Just as she lifted it over her head, she heard Aldor say, “That celadon- glazed vase was produced in the seventh year of The Yongzheng Emperor’s reign. Mr. Kane’s grandmother

auctioned during her younger days. Back then, it only cost around 300 thousand. Over the years, it should have increased to around 3 million now.”

Stella was speechless.

She took a deep breath and put down the vase. Then, she grabbed the pen holder on the table.

“Mrs. Kane-”

Stella gritted her teeth.

“Isn’t this just a stupid pen holder? Does this also cost millions?”

Aldor smiled and said in a soft voice, “No. This pen holder is a birthday gift the late Mr. Kane Sr. had handmade for Mr. Kane. It isn’t worth any money.”

Stella froze.

‘Mr. Kane Sr., also known as Quentin Kane, and Keegan’s father. Throughout the years I’ve been married to Keegan, I’ve never heard him bring up his father, but I know how much he respects him. Every year when it gets close to the middle of the fall season, Keegan will suddenly become unusually gloomy. He’ll stubbornly take a week off work just to stay at the Kane family’s holiday home for a few days. That place was where Keegan and his parents stayed when he was younger. After Quentin died, the house reminded Dahlia of him, so they moved out. Even though they didn’t sell the house, nobody goes there except Keegan. I heard Quentin died of an acute illness, so Keegan didn’t even get to see him for the last time. No wonder he still can’t let go of it after many years,’ thought Stella.

After the fiasco, Stella was no longer as angry as before.

She placed the pen holder on the table. Then, she turned to Aldor, “Pour me a cup of tea.”

“You’re not going to smash anything anymore?”

Stella glared at him, unamused, “Which of these items can I afford to smash?”

Aldor smiled, “Then, I’ll pour you a cup of tea.”