Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Chapter 392

If Keegan would touch Sophia that way upstairs earlier, Stella would change her surname. It was because she knew about Keegan’s stupid condition that she understood clearly that Sophia herself set up the plot. Even though she knew that nothing had happened, she could not help but get angry.

Apart from being angry at that son of a bitch Keegan, her rage was also directed at the fact that he left an opening for others to take advantage of him. However, the more important factor for her anger came after she learned about Sophia’s lineage. Stella naturally would not discuss this with Marshall.

She merely said nonchalantly, “If married couples didn’t even have that bit of trust, how could they live together? I have been married to him for so many years. I wouldn’t go so far as to be blinded by this incident. I trust his integrity.”

‘Could there be a wife as wonderful as me? Catching my husband “messing around” with another woman, yet I would still say good things about him. That one billion from Keegan was well-spent! Stella thought.

Marshall restrained his expression and nonchalantly said, “That’s good.”

Then, he did not speak any further. After Stella had sent Marshall back to the Moore Mansion, she sent Keegan back home. Once Marshall left, Stella had no more restraint and started to speed up the car.

down. His whole body felt like it was on a roller coaster,

them. Once the car doors were opened, Keegan could not help but vomit.

finally had to make a call. She had the estate management send two security guards over. Only then

suddenly pushed open, which scared her. Keegan shakily walked in with furrowed

corner of her eyes twitching. He did not have the capability for it, yet he still went and drank tons of alcohol. And, after he had finished drinking, he would not stop

of the bathtub to put on a bathrobe after she finished bathing. As for Keegan, let him soak! Soaking for a bit would help him clear his head! After completing her

water splashing in the bathroom did not stop, even though an hour had passed.

splash onto his body. The water in the heater had been used up, and at that moment, the

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was drenched, and his hair was drenched from water splashes. It stuck to his scalp with the

eyelashes. The usual sharpness he had during the day had ebbed away. He

down and asked, “Keegan, do you recognize