Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted (Stella and Keegan) novel Chapter 1289

Chapter 1289

“I don’t see anything wrong with calling for backup,” said Keegan nonchalantly.

“Yeah, yeah. You’re a genius,” Stella said, as she guided him to a chair. “Let’s eat before I starve to death.”

Keegan reluctantly went along with her and picked up the menu to place an order. As he made his selections, he turned to Stella and asked, “What kind of soup do you want?”

After several failed attempts to get her attention, he looked up to find Stella engrossed in scrolling through her Facebook feed.

@ShilohTalks had just posted another article questioning the lawyer’s claim of settling the matter privately.

[Why involve the police during regular school hours if the matter was meant to be handled privately?]

She wrote about how parents would become suspicious when they see the authorities at the kindergarten and start asking questions, making it impossible to keep things discreet. She also pointed out that Stella’s name was not mentioned in her article, yet she rushed to come out with a statement.

The article read, [Isn’t that a common tactic used in the entertainment industry for publicity? Love affairs, reality shows, and even disaster relief donations are exploited for publicity. It’s not surprising that they would use the

kindergarten for publicity as well. But education is no game; it’s not a pawn for those in this industry to exploit. They claim they’ll resolve the children’s enrollment issue, yet they have yet to tell us how. It’s all just empty words. A flippant remark about land ownership cannot solve the problem in regard to the children’s education.]

The post went on to share multiple glowing reviews about Sunlight Kindergarten from its official forum. [My child is a picky eater at home, but they somehow eat voluntarily at the kindergarten. The teacher even took a picture of my child eating and said the kindergarten’s chicken meatballs are delicious. This brought me tears of joy. Thank you, Sunlight Kindergarten.]

[Same here. My kid said that their meatballs are better than my cooking. Now that he’s older and knows how to talk, it’s starting to break my heart. I don’t want him to grow up too fast.]