Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1475
Darcie froze when Stella agreed to the offer.
Wenham, however, went from confusion to sheer delight. "Stella, y-you're open to coming back and staying here?"
Stella looked at her father, her voice gentle. "Dad, we've been separated for over twenty years. Even though we've found each
other, our time together has been so short. You don't know me well, and I don't know you that well either. The only connection we
have is blood. I'm eager to know what kind of person my father is, and I look forward to spending time with you. If staying
together can help fill in the gaps of those years, I'm willing to do it. I'm afraid of missing another opportunity. Once I'm married,
the chance to be with you will be even rarer."
Wenham's joy was palpable. "Okay. I'll accept that as long as you're willing. I was just worried you'd gotten used to life outside
and wouldn't want to come back."
"No matter how exciting life can be out there, it can't compare to the sense of security and happiness of living with family."
Wenham was overjoyed. He hardly knew what to say.
Darcie observed the tender moment between father and daughter and pressed her lips together.
"Alright then. Why don't I take you upstairs to see your room? We can have someone make changes if there are any issues."
Stella looked at Darcie and beamed. "Your taste should be just fine."
Darcie returned the smile. "Let's go. I think the room should be almost ready."
The three of them walked up the staircase. As they arrived at the second floor, they saw Jaylene exiting one of the rooms. She
approached them when she spotted them. nDad, Mom," she called out. She turned to Stella and said, "Stella, you're here."
Stella nodded gently. "How are you feeling, Jaylene?"
Jaylene lowered her eyes. "It's just an old illness acting up. I might have been overthinking things that day. I'm sorry I almost let
the people misunderstand you."
"It's okay. Don't push yourself too hard. You're fine now, and that's what matters." Stella reassured her.

Jaylene clenched her hands, forcing a smile. "I'm not that weak, sis."
’That's good," Stella laughed.
"Shall we?" Darcie interjected at the right moment. "Go in and take a look, Stella. See if you like it."
Unaware of the underlying tension, Wenham reveled in the joy of his daughter's return. He urged her in a low voice, "Stella, go
have a look. I personally picked out the curtains for you. Tell me if you like them."
Stella found it all amusing. "If you're the one who picked them, I'm sure I'll love them," she said. But soon, Stella found herself
taken aback.
The curtains Wenham had picked out were a bright shade of pink. And it was not just the curtains. The entire room was in
various shades of pink. Pink walls, a pink bed, pink everything...
Stella fell silent.
"What do you think? Do you like it?" Wenham beamed.
Stella glanced at Trevor. 'Is this what he meant when he told me my room is going to be unique?'
Trevor had made suggestions, but Wenham did not take any of his advice. He stubbornly believed that girls like the color pink.
Stella mustered a smile and said, "It's quite... unique."
Wenham proudly began introducing every detail of the room. Stella could tell that he must have been heavily involved in the
entire decoration process since he knew every detail like the back of his hand.