Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Chapter 91

Things wouldn’t have ended up this way if it wasn’t for Stella, that jinx.”

“I thought of getting to know Ms. Saun. Looks like it has become a moot point since rumor has it that she has been admitted to the hospital,” one of the ladies said.

Aurora had a sudden realization and said, “Let’s not jump to any conclusion since the Saun family may have intended to close the hotel. She had to survive today by hook or by crook. If Keegan found out about this, she could only hard–headedly deny it.

No one brought up any objections after they heard what she said,

The phone rang right after Felicity finished editing the, not leaving her room to take a breath.

The caller was an unknown number Thinking it was the food delivery, she picked up the call. She immediately stood at attention from the bed after hearing the voice from the other end.

“Where is Stella?”

“Wh–What do you want from me?”

The trauma left within Felicity had yet to subside.

Hearing Keegan’s voice, she immediately tensed up.

Keegan repeated, “Where is Stella?”

Felicity, who was loathing yet fearful, whispered, “Didn’t she join you for some dinner gathering or something?”

“She is absent and not picking up her phone.”

“What does that have to do with me?! She is most likely trying to avoid you!

refute and said, “How about

for that,”

Felicity contacted Stella. But, just like Keegan, the phone

frowned deeply and hung up

by the shoulder and whispered, “Marshall’s here. Let’s go

Vermont’s hands away and said, “Go

is still alive and kicking. Let’s go tease Marshall, and then

refute and still hugging Keegan’s shoulders, Vermont dragged

from her bath and changed into the dress left by

It was not

the

came out

he lifted his head and looked in

iconic and well–balanced frame made her stand out. And now, with makeup

paused at the sight in

whispered, ‘Is this dress

smiled and whispered, “It’s from the Hotel Manager To thank you for your

he have to go

person’s life? Like our country’s great philosopher

say that about brave, good

gently, as he unhurriedly reiterated a story about Frantz Coyne’s apprentice ransoming a slave, which

herself, How knowledgeable. As expected of a

Keegan toward the lobby, they found Marshal arm–in–arm with a beautiful girl chatting jovially as they walked toward the

from a distance, with the crowd and dim lighting affecting their field of vision. Yet, anyone could, at a glance, realize her peerless beauty from that tall, hourglass–like figure Vermont squinted, “I can’t believe Marshall is the sery ones I assumed he would be

Vermont