Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1331
"Stella!" Keegan called out anxiously.
Stella's face was pale as she held onto his neck. "I'm fine. Don't let him get away!" She said in a hoarse yet urgent voice.
Just as she finished speaking, the shadowy figure stood up from the pool of water and made a beeline for the exit.
Keegan sprinted forward, grabbed the intruder by the back of his neck, and forcefully yanked him back.
Stella wasted no time and switched on the lights. Keegan had already pinned the man down on the ground with his hands
secured behind him.
Stella walked over and frowned when she saw the person who tried to attack her. "You?"
The intruder was the biracial male stripper who had handed her a drink at the party earlier.
Keegan must have used a bit too much force when he threw the man into the pool of water earlier, as the other party's forehead
was swollen.
The stripper tried to explain himself in two different languages, his eyes filled with fear. Stella found him difficult to understand.
Annoyed, she kicked him in the lower body and said, "Cut the crap!"
Keegan was stunned.
The male stripper winced in pain. After gathering his thoughts, he finally managed to convey that he was facing financial
difficulties and had attempted to steal something to sell for cash.
However, Stella was having none of it. "If you were only planning to steal something, why didn't you flee when you saw me? You
literally stood there gawking for so long."
At first, she had assumed the man was Keegan. She waited a few seconds for him to make a move. But when he did not, she
realized something was off.
Given that Keegan was extremely clingy, he would not have just stood there without doing anything. Stella noticed that the man
was staring at her for a long time, which made no sense if he was only there for some valuables.

The male stripper then claimed that he was startled at first and was captivated by Stella's beauty upon seeing her. "I was
tempted to do something else at that moment," he said.
Stella did not believe him. Her patience was wearing thin. She grabbed a vase nearby and advanced toward him. She positioned
it right in front of his lower body and said sternly, "I'll ask you one last time. What was your intention in entering this room? Think
carefully before you answer. If you lie to me, I can't guarantee where I'll smash this vase. Got it?"
The stripper's face turned even paler upon hearing that. In the end, he could not withstand the pressure and decided to tell them
everything.
"Ms. Moore instructed me to do it."
Ms. Moore? Does he mean Molly?'
Stella squatted down to the man's level and used a slipper to tilt his chin upward. "What exactly did she instruct you to do? And
be transparent."
The male stripper stammered and took a long time to explain the situation. Finally, he revealed that he had a gambling addiction
and owned a significant amount of debt. He had also fallen out of favor with a wealthy woman who had been supporting him.
Struggling to pay off his gambling debts, he was willing to jump at any chance that offered a way out.
When Molly approached him, he initially assumed the wealthy heiress had taken an interest in his looks. But instead, she had
asked him to drug Stella and take advantage of her. In return, she promised to help him clear his gambling debts.
The stripper was struggling to stay afloat due to his enormous debts. The work he could secure in a month barely covered the
exorbitant interest rates that came with the loan. Thus, he was tempted by the offer.
The more Keegan heard his explanation, the darker his expression and the tighter his grip on the man became.
The man's face looked ashen from the pain. However, he dared not make a sound, fearing that he might be incapacitated or
killed.
Not long after, Stella finally understood why she had felt so weak after a short soak in the hot spring.
With a somber expression, she asked, "Were there other ingredients in the drug you gave me, or was it just hypnotics?