Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Stella and Cordelia were engrossed in a conversation in the living room when footsteps interrupted them. Stella, who had been wearing a smile, swiftly composed herself, her gaze turning chilly.

She turned to Cordelia and said, “Grandma, I’ve got some errands to run later. I better head off now.”

“Lunch is almost ready. I had them prepare some of your favorite dishes. You should grab a bite before you leave,” Cordelia tried to convince her to stay.

Stella declined politely, “Sorry, Grandma, but I have plans to meet some friends for lunch at half past twelve. I’m afraid I won’t make it on time if I stay any longer. It isn’t ideal for me to be late since we’re colleagues.”

Not wanting to insist, Cordelia relented, “Alright then. I’ll have Corrin pack your favorite dishes for you to take home.

You can enjoy them later.”

“You make it so hard to refuse, Grandma,” Stella sighed.

Pleased with Stella’s agreement, Cordelia grabbed her arm and said, “Come, let’s go to the kitchen. You can pick the dishes you want us to pack for you.”

to her grandson,” Keegan, take Jaylene to wash her hands. Lunch

the obvious contrast in Cordelia’s treatment toward her. She was warm and affectionate toward Stella, even more so

kitchen and said to Jaylene,” Come on. Let’s

her gaze and

preparing a variety of aromatic dishes. Corrin’s culinary skills were on par

the food, she asked Stella, “Do you like fish

tried

of a ceramic pot, “It’s Corrin’s recipe. She enhances it with seafood

odor, triggering an immediate wave of nausea. She quickly covered her mouth, retreated to

My stomach isn’t doing well lately. I became sensitive to meaty odors.

changed slightly. She covered the pot, looked at Stella seriously, and asked,

a week, I think. I haven’t kept

calculated the days in her mind, and her eyes assumed a