Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted (Stella and Keegan) novel Chapter 1874

Darcie hesitated for a moment. She was sure Trevor had taken it before she let go. ‘Did he do that on purpose?’ she thought.

Thoughts of the plane crash filled her mind, and she was about to speak when a voice from afar interrupted.

“What’s happening?”

Wenham had just finished paying his respects to his late wife. He was startled when he heard the commotion and walked over to see what was going on.

“I accidentally dropped the oats I made for Stella,” explained Darcie. She then turned to Trevor, saying, “I’m sorry, Trevor. I thought you had it. Did you get burned?”

Trevor glanced at her inquisitively, withdrew his gaze, and said, “It’s okay. It’s just a shame Stella can’t taste your food now.”

He looked at his sister affectionately and said, “Sorry, sis.”

Stella chuckled, “I think I’ve had my fill of Darcie’s cooking for now. I couldn’t have finished that bowl of oats anyway. Let’s take the broken dish as a sign of good luck.”

Wenham joined in, “Agreed. I’ll have Sandra clean it up while you get Jaylene to come down and receive her present.”

The mention of gifts made Stella’s ears perk up. She blinked at Trevor as if saying, “We’re getting presents?”

Trevor was somewhat amused. He wondered if Rainee had spoiled her. ‘How could she be so eager for monetary gifts?’ Sandra cleaned up the broken porcelain pieces, and Jaylene came downstairs.

She had changed into a light yellow dress, her hair loosely braided. Her light makeup gave her a somewhat elegant appearance.

Jaylene greeted Trevor warmly, but her eyes were cold when they landed on Stella. She didn’t ask her anything.

Trevor was unaware of the argument between the two from the night before. He thought their discord was due to Keegan and couldn’t help but feel some displeasure toward Jaylene.

On the other hand, Wenham was happy that his son had returned safely, and they would soon have a new addition to the family.

After receiving their gifts, Jaylene handed hers to Trevor and said, “I’m so glad you’re safe. Here, I want to give you my present. May you have a peaceful and joyful new year.”

Stella was surprised, “Darcie, you’re allergic to roses?”

Darcie nodded.

Stella muttered in confusion, “That’s odd. I’ve been using rose essential oil recently. If you’re allergic to roses, wouldn’t you react to rose-extracted essential oil too?”

Stunned, Wenham looked at Darcie subconsciously.

Darcie seemed calm, but Jaylene’s face turned sour. “What are you implying?

Are you saying my mom’s faking an allergy to roses just to keep Dad from bringing flowers home?”

Stella, astonished, quickly clarified, “Why would you think that, Jaylene? I was just curious. Allergies aren’t like asthma, right? They can’t just be faked, can they?”