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.”

they walked a few steps forward, Cordelia suddenly remembered something and turned to her

noticed the obvious contrast in Cordelia’s treatment toward her. She was warm and affectionate

glanced briefly at the kitchen and

gaze

dishes. Corrin’s

pack the food,

tried

by lifting the lid of a ceramic pot, “It’s Corrin’s recipe. She enhances it with seafood broth. I find it delicious. Give

she smelled an overwhelming fishy odor, triggering an immediate wave of nausea. She quickly covered her mouth, retreated to the

Stella? n Stella nodded, “I’m fine. My stomach isn’t doing well lately. I became sensitive to meaty odors. I feel like vomiting as

at Stella seriously,

furrowed her brows, “About a week, I

in her mind, and her