Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1317
Stella did not know how much the cake cost, but she knew that custom-made cakes like that were expensive. During Keegan's
birthday, she contemplated ordering a Lunashaped cake for him. However, after inquiring about the price, she had second
thoughts and ended up settling for a black swan design.
Although it was still costly, Stella decided to splurge a little for the special occasion. After all, Keegan had worked tirelessly to
earn his income, which he mostly spent on her. Now, looking at Jaylene's intricately designed cake, Stella suddenly felt she was
frugal.
Everyone in the room clapped after Jaylene made a wish and blew out the candles. Trevor wanted to capture the moment on his
phone, but it suddenly rang. He asked his friend to record the scene and stepped away to take the call.
Following that, one of Jaylene's friends initiated a game." Alright, everyone, let's play a game. Jaylene will throw this
handkerchief, and whoever catches it will have the honor of sharing the first dance with her."
Stella was puzzled and turned to Felicity to ask, "What kind of game is this?"
"Jaylene clearly has her eyes set on someone. She must've asked her friend to create an opportunity for her to dance with her
crush." Felicity grunted.
"Really? That sounds a little lame."
But nobody cared about how tacky the plan was as long as it worked.
Jaylene tried to reject the idea but was unable to resist her friends. She placed an everlasting flower into the handkerchief and
glanced around the room. Then, she turned around and threw the cloth into the air.
The men in the crowd eagerly reached out to catch the handkerchief while others dodged it.
Keegan was about to approach Stella after he finally managed to get away from the group when the handkerchief unexpectedly
landed right in front of him. Instinctively, he reached out and caught it.
All eyes turned toward Keegan as he stood almost theatrically with the fabric in hand. He was speechless.
"Mr. Kane caught it!"

"It's fate!"
"I heard they've known each other since they were kids. It seems destiny is at play here."
"Thank goodness Keegan got divorced. Otherwise, this would have been so awkward."
"That divorce is a blessing. Only after separation can new opportunities arise. Ms. Saun and Mr. Kane are a match made in
heaven."
Keegan’s face grew dark. He glanced at Stella, only to find
that his girlfriend was visibly displeased and had no intention of looking his way.
Jaylene made her way through the crowd and stood next to Keegan, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Did you catch it, Mr.
Kane?" She asked in a soft tone.
With a stoic expression, Keegan handed the handkerchief to Vermont, who was standing nearby observing the unfolding drama.
"My friend here has been wanting to share a dance with you, Ms. Saun. I was only stepping in on his behalf."
Vermont could not believe what he was hearing. 'The audacity. This dude only uses me as a scapegoat when things go wrong
and makes fun of me left and right when things are fine!'
Although perturbed by Keegan's behavior, Vermont was a man of principle. Considering Jaylene's ties to the Saun family and
their connection to Stella, he understood the need to address the situation quickly. Having both of the Saun's daughters
interested in Keegan would not bode well for his relationship with the Saun family.
So Vermont grabbed the handkerchief and said with a smile, "It would be an honor to share this dance with you, Ms. Saun. " He
then held out his hand and invited her to dance.
Jaylene's expression froze for a moment.
That was when one of her friends chimed in, "Whoever catches the handkerchief has to dance with the birthday girl. You can't
catch it on behalf of someone else, Mr. Kane. Are you turning Jaylene down because you despise her?"
Vermont clicked his tongue and said, "Ms. Sullivan, would Keegan show up if he despises Ms. Saun? Nobody said that having
someone else catch the handkerchief on their behalf wasn't allowed. It seems more likely that Ms. Saun doesn't want to dance
with me. If that's the case, I won't press the matter anymore..."