Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Keegan couldn't stomach such sweet words, so he stood his ground. "Are you saying this just to calm me down?"

A hint of hurt flickered in Stella's eyes as she lowered her hand and said softly, "If you don't believe me, I'll take you to the fruit vendor, and let her tell you which one is sweeter. Let's see if I'm lying to you."

Immediately, Keegan grabbed her hand, feeding her a piece of the orange and murmuring, "I didn't say I didn't believe you."

Stella hadn't misled him; it was indeed very sweet, almost like honey, warming his heart.

This knack for being easily appeased was one of Keegan's major strengths.

As for whether the big one tasted better or the small one, Stella actually didn't know. Fruit vendors would surely claim they were all delicious. But with her persuasive skills, no matter who got the big one or the small one today, she could smooth things over.

As for Keegan calling her words sweet talk, she didn't quite agree. She preferred to call it "the art of conversation."

What Stella didn't know was that after Keegan finished the orange, he started searching online on his phone. He searched and searched until he finally found a post by a marketing account, which provided "scientific" evidence that smaller oranges were sweeter than larger ones.

He took a screenshot of the post and sent it to Trevor's phone via multimedia message. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Men from Rivera were always so determined.

Felicity had completed writing the script commissioned by Stella, but she needed Stella to review it, add some details and polish it up.

Felicity had been busy for many years, and lately, there had been an overflow of short dramas about melodramatic family conflicts in the market. Due to the recent surge in such productions, production companies were rushing to make similar ones, causing the viewership to be divided, and the data for this type of drama had declined.

Vermont's point was that they shouldn't just make a film for the sake of it; they needed to make it popular, get the money, and achieve the goal, killing two birds with one stone.

So, after analyzing the recent trends in short videos, Felicity revised the script to be an unlimited rebirth genre.

The story's protagonist was a nurse who repeatedly encountered accidents on her way to work. Each restart began on the day she assisted a pregnant woman in giving birth. She wanted to survive, so she repeatedly changed her action plans in an attempt to evade this disaster.

The story unfolded gradually, with the nurse gaining clues with each rebirth, until she gradually discovered the connection between the accident and the pregnant woman who died during childbirth.

Stella was impressed by Felicity’s imagination. The suspenseful elements and the pursuit of the murderer, similar to "Happy Death Day," were gripping, far more captivating than straightforward melodramatic stories.

Stella silently finished reading the script, leaving Felicity a bit nervous by her silence.

Although Vermont said that it was good, he would not be entirely frank with her. Felicity still wanted to hear her good friend's opinion.

Stella nodded. "It's excellent. I didn't expect you to unfold the plot in this way. Can we change the accident to a fire?"

Felicity nodded. "Sure, did you come up with something new?"

Stella replied, sharing Dillon Brook's situation, while Felicity, enraged by these people's despicable actions, jotted down some key points to replace the plot.

The two were engrossed in conversation, completely ignoring Keegan and Vermont on the side.

With his chin resting on his hand, Vermont leaned in and whispered to Keegan, "Are you really ignoring your mom? Arent you afraid Aurora will make a scene with you?"