Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted (Stella and Keegan) novel Chapter 1771

Chapter 1771

However, Stella figured that she could not just brush Jaylene off after she asked for her help openly. So, she glanced at Jaylene’s clothes and picked a simple, light green dress.

“What about this? It’s not too formal or too casual.”

Jaylene took it and said, “You have great taste. Trevor gave this to me for my birthday last year because he knew I’m a fan of this designer’s clothes. He secretly noted my measurements and had it custom-made without me knowing. I haven’t worn it much since I got it.”

Stella pursed her lips. She did not like hearing about what happened between Jaylene and Trevor or Wenham back then.

It would make her think that if she had not been taken away all those years ago, she would be the one spending the past twenty-plus years with her father and brother.

Whenever Wenham looked at her childhood photos, he would sigh, wishing he could hug the young, adorable her.

Stella knew that Wenham still loved her as much as he did now. He just regretted not being there during every moment of her growth.

Stella also felt sad that Wenham was already so old when she finally returned to her family. He lived half of his life without her, and Stella did not know how many days he had

left to spend with her.

Whenever Stella thought about it, she would burn with hatred for the culprit who tore her family apart years ago. 2

That was why she would feel so uncomfortable every time Jaylene talked about how Wenham or Trevor treated her back then.

She could not care less about the materialistic things Jaylene received from her father and brother; she only thought about the time she could have spent with them.Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated For All Books Updates…

Stella did not want to stay in the dressing room any longer, so she said flatly, “I’m leaving if there’s nothing else.”

Jaylene put down the dress, saying, “Stella, I’ve always thought that if Keegan didn’t exist, we would be very good friends.”

The scriptwriter was even more impressive than Vermont described. Not only did his scripts win countless awards, but he was also highly sought after in the industry. He had earned so much money that he opened a shop dedicated to murder mystery games for fun.

Vermont invited him to a meal, and Felicity had a great conversation with him. He gave her a lot of inspiration, and she was delighted to learn from him.

She could not help but have a couple more drinks into the conversation. Then, she started feeling tipsy.

“Mr. Booker, why do award-winning arthouse films always add some sensual scenes? Can you tell me why? I really

don’t understand. The suspense film that came out earlier this year was so good, but why didn’t it win any award?”

Vermont’s eyelid twitched. He quickly replaced the alcohol in Felicity’s hand with a cup of tea and explained, “She’s had too much to drink.”

Felicity glared at him, “What are you talking about? I’m perfectly sober!”

Vermont was speechless.