Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Keegan slowly got out of the car with Stella's guidance.

The air was cool, carrying the subtle fragrance of jasmine.

Keegan felt as if he could see countless small white flowers trembling in the breeze, the scent he loved wafting through the air.

“There are steps, lift your legs a bit higher, don’t trip,” Stella's soft voice reminded him.

Keegan held her hand firmly, taking each step carefully.

The path beneath his feet was paved with gravel, which crunched softly as they walked.

After a short distance, Stella said, “Alright, we're here.” Keegan stopped and asked gently, “Can I take off the eye mask?” Stella laughed, “I'll help you with that.” Keegan lowered his head to let her remove the mask.

As it came off, he squinted instinctively.

Light seeped in through the slits of his eyes, and when he opened them fully, he saw white jasmine flowers surrounding them, just as he had imagined—each tiny bloom gently trembling in the wind.

String lights circled the small courtyard, converging at a projection screen.

The next moment, the projector lit up, showing Carter Lowe's image on the screen.

He was dressed casually, seemingly recording from home.

“Keegan, happy birthday.

well soon and remember

up for drinks when you can.” The screen went

I won’t

delicious; Stella lied to you.” He finished with a

Next up was his

time recording a video, and she kept asking Baldwin Clint

adjusted her white curls and

“Keegan, it’s Grandma.

glad to see you’ve grown another

feels like a dream watching you grow from a tiny baby to such a fine

it away,

new product launch was

so proud

a man like your

on, you can walk far on your own without me

his hand, giving

you a bright future

over for

time with my

visit counts.” Stella turned away, afraid she might cry