Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1137
"You're the one who's been working so hard to teach me, Ms. Jewell. You should be the one who takes the first sip," said
Keegan.
"All I did was order you around. You're the one who put in the work. So, after you," Stella insisted.
Keegan put on a generous act and said, "Fish stew is great for healing wounds."
Stella did not back down. "Fish stew is good for the brain. You should drink up since you use your brain so much at work."
Keegan looked at the bowl of stew that radiated a strange smell before him and pondered for a moment. "Why don't we order
takeout instead?" he suggested.
"It would be a pity if we just throw this out, though. The fish was 30 dollars per pound,” Stella pretentiously said.
"That's true." Keegan thought about it for a moment and continued, "I know a way to not waste it."
"What's the plan?" Stella curiously asked.
Keegan did not say anything. He took a picture of the pot of stew with his phone and sent it to Leighton.
Leighton was lying on the couch, looking at the news online about the incident at the mall earlier that afternoon. Then, he
received the photo from Keegan. [What's this?] he asked. [Stella cooked this pot of stew as a thank you for providing details
about Andrea. Send me your address, and I'll deliver it to you,] Keegan replied.
Leighton immediately sat up from the couch and typed, [ Stella made it?]
[She purposely went to the market this afternoon to pick out a fresh fish for you. The incident wouldn't have happened if she
hadn't gone out to buy the fish,] Keegan lied through his teeth.
Suddenly, Leighton was overcome with guilt. [She went out just because she wanted to get a fish for me?]
[Why else would she go out?]
Leighton was about to feel touched by Stella's actions when he sensed that something was not quite right. He narrowed his eyes
and asked, [And, you're just gonna give it to me?]

Leighton had witnessed Keegan's jealousy before. 'Knowing his temper, he'd be hunting me down if Stella had gotten hurt
because of me. There's no way he'd be so generous to give me that pot of fish stew.*
Keegan's tricks could never fool Trevor, but Leighton was an easy target. [Well, I don't really want to. I was just asking to please
Stella. I'm glad you don't want it.]
[Who said I didn't want the food?! Where are you right now? I'll go get the stew myself.]
Keegan smirked and solemnly said, [There's no need for that. Just send me your location, and I'll have someone send it over.]
Leighton immediately sent him his address, and Keegan called an Uber to deliver the stew. After that, Keegan had an idea and
said, [It's quite a big portion of stew. Ask Trevor if he wants some if you can't finish it. Remember to tell him Stella made it.]
Leighton's eyelids twitched at the sound of that. 'He wants me to give some to Trevor? Is he crazy?' He thought. Still, he replied,
[Noted.]
Stella was dumbfounded by the fact that Keegan gave the pot of stew away with just a few sentences. "That's not really nice,"
she said, as she was bothered by his actions." He helped us, Keegan. Shouldn't we be repaying him with kindness?"
Tve literally done so much for you compared to the information he gave us. Plus, how is he going to stop being delusional
without me keeping him in check?' thought Keegan. "What makes you say that? You're clearly overthinking. Leighton would be
happy to receive the stew," he said.
In the end, Keegan won. Stella was curious to see what Leighton had to say about Keegan's cooking. She cleared her throat and
said, "Remind him to reheat it, or it'll taste fishy."
"How thoughtful of you," Keegan replied.