Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Stella had her full attention on Keegan and did not notice anything else that was happening at all. Upon hearing what Marshall said, she asked, “What about my dad?”

Marshall paused. “Didn’t he tell you about it?”

Stella shook her head.

Marshall hesitated for a moment but decided to tell her about it anyway. “My grandfather invited Uncle Wenham to our house and said some unpleasant things to him. I wasn’t home at the time, and I only found out about it later from the maid. Uncle Wenham left without touching his food, and he did not look very happy when he left.”

Stella knew nothing about this incident because Wenham had not told her about it at all.

Felicity, who had been eavesdropping from the front, could not help but ask, “Uncle Wenham has such a good temper. What can your grandfather possibly say to make him angry?”

Marshall explained, “He thought that Stella and I were together, so he wanted to take matters into his own hands and arrange our marriage. He’s been arrogant all his life, thinking that everyone should follow everything he says.

When Uncle Wenham turned him down, he felt like he was humiliated and spoke somewhat rudely.”

Felicity was speechless.

I shouldn’t have asked that question.’ Stella had heard Keegan talking about Frederick before. He

yet he still wanted to arrange a marriage between her and Marshall. Stella found it

before, but his family did not approve

family could be a big title to some, it was not something that the Moore

dad didn’t tell me about this, so he probably didn’t take it seriously. Even if he’s angry, it’s

apology. Do you know what he likes? Give me some suggestions on what to buy. I’m not too good with words, so it’s important to pick

‘Wow!’ Felicity was impressed.

not good with

dyslexic.’ Perhaps she was feeling guilty for using Marshall during this time, and she could not bring herself to reject him. So, without thinking too much about it, she said, “The only thing that my dad likes is alcohol. However, he has high blood pressure and fatty liver. The doctor always advises him to control himself. So, even if he likes it, he doesn’t dare to drink too much. But he’ll be

going to be hard for me. I know nothing about alcohol. Could you accompany me

thought that Stella would refuse, but she heard Stella saying, “Let’s go to Vineyard Haven and have a look, then. They have