Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

The face was unremarkable, easily forgotten, but the eyes beneath the surface sent chills down her spine.

Instinctively, she took a step back, accidentally bumping into a vase on the ground, making the vase emit a light sound, pulling her back to reality.

Stella also heard the noise and instinctively looked at her. Wren quickly lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Hall."

Her voice trembled slightly, but it wasn't noticeable, and Stella didn't pick up on it.

"It's okay.” Stella handed the signed documents to Wren. "Go ahead, it's signed."

Wren took them, hugged them tightly, gave a slight bow to Stella, and turned to leave.

As she closed the door, she glanced at the driver again. Sensing something, he also looked toward the door. She quickly lowered her eyes, pulled the door shut, and walked away.

Wren held the documents, her mind blank, feeling somewhat lost. She clenched her hands tightly, leaving uneven creases on the papers. In a daze, she collided with someone, and the documents flew out of her arms, scattering all over the floor.

The person she bumped into was an acquaintance, and their relationship was okay. As they bent down to help her pick up the scattered items, they scolded her, "Luckily, you're short. Otherwise, you would've hit my face. My nose, which I just had fixed, would've been crooked again because of you!"

Wren paused. "Fixed nose? Did you get plastic surgery?"NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

"You have a terrible memory. I've had it done for half a year now. This time was a repair," they said, poking her forehead. "You should fix your garlic nose too. Your face is ruined by your nose. My doctor is pretty good. Do you want me to introduce you?"

Wren didn't know what to think. Her face turned somewhat strange, and in the end, she didn't say anything, just hugged the documents and left.

Failing to persuade Wren, Stella felt a bit disappointed. Jaylene Saun hadn’t come to work for days due to her injury, making Stella feel somewhat bored.

Not seeing each other for so many days, she was afraid that Darcie would cure her lovesickness.

She thought for a moment and posted screenshots of Married Bachelor's Facebook on her Twitter, captioning it: "Someone refuses to admit but dares not show me his alternate account. I don't care. You started liking me first."

The last picture was of Keegan sitting on the sofa reading, taken from a very close angle. Only Jaylene could see it.

On the other side, Jaylene saw the post and angrily threw her phone aside.

Darcie happened to come in, bent down to pick up the phone from the floor, and walked to the bed, handing it to her. "I told you to rest, yet here you are playing with your phone. When will you ever listen?"

With reddened eyes, Jaylene said, "Do you actually want me to rest? You just don't want me to attend the press conference, deliberately keeping me here!"

Darcie didn't deny it but sat on the edge of the bed, asking her, "You can't live without Keegan, no matter what I say, right?"

Jaylene clenched the sheets tightly. "Mom, I know I'm worthless in your eyes. I don't have your ambition to achieve great things in my career. Since I fell in love with Keegan, my dream has always been to marry him."

"Before, he was married, and I couldn't come back, so I had to bury this desire deep in my heart. But later, he got divorced. Mom, I finally have a chance to realize my dream. I don't want to give up. Haven't you always said you hope I'm happy? Marrying Keegan would make me very happy. I'm not asking you for help. I just hope you won't stand in my way, okay?"

Darcie remained silent for a moment and said, "I can help you."

Jaylene was stunned. "Mom, what are you saying?"

Darcie looked at her. "I won't stand in your way, and I can help you. The condition is, you have to have the ability to kick Stella out of Caline. If you can do that, no matter what method we use, I will make sure you marry Keegan."