Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Chapter 197

But then again, Stella was just a young girl. How good could her alcohol tolerance be?

After raising a toast to seven or eight tables of guests, she was already a little dizzy.

Like a wolf in sheep’s clothing, the people who were well-dressed in their day-to-day lives were toasting the bride with the strongest of liquors at this disgusting wedding scene.

Stella had already drunk too much. If she had continued on, she would have spent her wedding night in the Intensive Care Unit instead of her new home.

“You toasted with all the other tables of guests, so why not us? Come on, aren’t you gonna pay us respect?”

The guests at the table went back and forth, coercing her to raise a toast. However, out of nowhere, someone snatched the glass out of Stella’s grip and splashed it across the face of the person who initiated the coercion.

With an angry expression on his face, the man who snatched the glass chuckled as he mocked, “Why don’t you piss off and look at your own reflection. Do you really think you deserve respect?”

“Looking all dignified and well-dressed while perverted thoughts about the bride are running through your minds. What a

of the Lowe family. Weren’t you convicted of aggravated assault? Your brother was quick to bail you out! Thank God you were born into a decent family. No matter how much trouble you got yourself into, your family will always clean up the mess, while you

collar, and narrowed a fork toward the man’s neck. As if he was discussing with the man, Zane said, “I haven’t tried manslaughter. What do you say I try it

such a threat. His arrogance was gone, and

the deadlock of the situation. “Zane, let

a man, who looked exactly like Zane, approaching them hurriedly. He was Carter, Zane’s twin brother,

vibes. Zane looked dark and dangerous, while Carter looked more reserved. Carter spoke slowly and gently, like a diligent valedictorian who the grown-ups had high

to cause

to look at the cowardly man that was being held at the end of his utensils. “Sure. Come on, call me daddy

lot of rich playboys in Rivera, but nobody was as

playboy, but he was also a

childhood. When he was in elementary school, he killed a kindergarten class rabbit that

basketball. He promptly pushed the person down the stairs during self-study class that evening, and the person suffered

to physical fights, Zane kept having all sorts of ridiculous episodes. Since his family would