Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Larry hesitated for a moment before quickly greeting, "Ms. Hall, what brings you to the hospital?"

Stella and Trevor emerged from the elevator one after the other. "I'm here to visit a patient," Stella said, noticing the fruit basket and flowers in Larry's hands. She asked, 'Are you here to visit a patient too?"

Larry nodded, "Yes, a friend underwent surgery, so I came to visit."

Trevor sized up the casually dressed middle-aged man in front of him and asked Stella, "Who's this, Stella?" "Trevor, this is Larry Bard, the driver I mentioned," Stella replied, then introduced him to Larry, "Larry, this is my brother Trevor."

Larry politely nodded to Trevor. "Mr. Saun, hello." He slightly hunched his back, making his slender frame appear even more stooped.

Trevor's gaze ran up and down Larry before he extended his hand. "Nice to meet you, Larry."

Larry bent down to shake Trevor's hand, then quickly let go. Trevor chuckled and teased Stella, "Do I look intimidating? Your chauffeur doesn't even want to make eye contact with me.”

Larry tensed up, quickly shaking his head. "I... I don't..." "Larry is a bit shy. Trevor, don't tease him," Stella interjected.

Trevor tousled her hair. "Just joking. He's quite protective."

He then turned to Larry. "Larry, drive safely. She's my only sister. Her safety is top priority. You will be rewarded accordingly."

Stella nudged him, signaling him not to make such remarks.

Changing the subject, she said to Larry, "Larry, aren't you going up?"

Larry snapped out of his thoughts. "I'm not sure which one to take. I’m a bit confused."

The main building of the Central Hospital had six elevators alone.

Stella asked, "Which department? Let me help you."

Larry said, "Orthopedics, section two. I forgot the room number."

Stella glanced at the floor indicator and pointed to the elevator beside them. "Larry, orthopedics section two is on the fourteenth floor. The elevator you're queuing for serves floors below the eighth. You need to take that one; it serves even-numbered floors above the eighth."

Larry was very grateful, repeatedly saying, "Thank you."

Stella waved him off. "Go ahead, it'll arrive soon, and it'll be crowded if you wait for the next one."

Larry nodded and went to join the queue with his belongings.

As Stella and Trevor walked away, Trevor glanced back several times.

Stella tugged at his sleeve. "Trevor, why do you keep looking back?"

Trevor pursed his lips. "I don't know. I just feel uneasy with the way that guy looked at me. He must be over fifty. Why did you hire such an old driver?" "He's only forty-five, okay? I was in a rush to find someone, and there weren't many options at the time. But Keegan also arranged another driver for me. He's my personal assistant and accompanies me on trips, so don't worry."

Trevor snorted. "He's got some sense."

After a while, he asked again, "How's Keegan's face injury?"

Stella replied, "It's fine. Just a loose tooth. Anyway, teeth fall out as you get older; sooner or later, it's all the same."

Trevor was speechless.

"Is he faking it? I didn't even hit him that hard. How could I have possibly loosened his tooth?"

Stella became intrigued. "You didn't hit him that hard? Why didn't you hit him hard?" This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Trevor paused, realizing he had been duped, he exclaimed, "You ungrateful brat, are you tricking me?"

Stella chuckled, "Keegan knows you went easy on him, so he asked me to thank you."

Trevor glanced at her. "He's passed my test, now let him figure out how to pass Dad's test. Our little darling suffered so much injustice; Dad will break Keegan's heart."