Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Beatrix had lived in Jorgeville for decades, and the people she met were mostly down-to-earth locals, accustomed to boisterous greetings. She had not encountered many elites in suits and polished appearances.

Although Marshall came last time and was considered one of them, he looked more approachable. On the other hand, Keegan exuded a refined and sophisticated air that added to his natural elegance. Beatrix felt somewhat out of her element upon feeling his imposing presence.

Subconsciously, she wiped her hands on her clothes before shaking Keegan’s hand. “Kee-Keegan Kee?”

Keegan repeated himself and spelled his name out patiently. ”My name is Keegan Kane. K-E-E-G-A-N K-A-N-E.”

After Keegan introduced himself again, Beatrix was still confused. “I’ll just call you Kee.” Keegan was speechless.

Stella burst into laughter. Keegan said his name two times, but Beatrix still could not remember it.

a little. “You can call

herself, ‘His temper is not bad. Although he looks a little stern when he’s not smiling, he looks very handsome when he does. Also, the fact that he’s afraid of dogs made his tall stature seem somewhat delicate.’ In attempting

those businessmen he dealt with, he found his socializing skills failing him among the local folks, who

twitched as he thought to himself, ‘Marshall is so scrawny and weak. How can he carry two bags of grain?’ ’Marshall’s calligraphy is so beautiful, and he can write better than all of US here. If he had stayed longer, I

you look so elegant. Your handwriting

at calligraphy. But unlike Stella, he did not like showing

neighbors automatically interpreted “It’s alright” as “It’s

don’t look like you’re someone who studies much

disarming and daring smile that can easily attract all

hearing that comment about

lot when he was here. He climbed up the trees alone and brought back so many fruits for us. Keegan, you probably don’t do these things back home, huh? Your skin is so fair