Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1517
Wenham was shocked. He only turned Jaylene down because he was worried that she might pose a threat to Stella. Although
Jaylene had asthma, she had built a good foundation in fragrance blending since she had been with Darcie all her life.
He figured that both of them would be compared by others if they worked at the same company. Of course, Wenham did not
want his precious daughter to come up short, so there was a bit of bias behind his refusal.
Stella then said, "Dad, it's better for Jaylene to work in our own company compared to someone else's company. Both Darcie
and I can take care of her in Caline. We're always more reliable than outsiders if something bad really happened."
Jaylene gazed at Stella, seemingly a little surprised. However, she did not think much about it, as she added softly with reddened
eyes, "Dad, just let me do it. If anything bad happens to me, I promise I won't go near fragrance blending for the rest of my life."
With that said, Wenham would appear to be unfair if he continued to reject Jaylene's request.
"Okay, go to Caline with Stella when the time comes, then."
Jaylene heaved a sigh of relief before she said gently, "Thank you, dad."
After eating and getting some rest, Stella wanted to go out. As soon as she went downstairs, she saw Jaylene coming up with a
cup of tea in her hand.
Stella greeted her politely and was about to continue walking. However, Jaylene stopped her. "Stella, thanks for speaking up for
me earlier."
"I should be the one thanking you for giving me so many beautiful clothes," Stella said.
Jaylene paused before she swept her gaze all over Stella. "Have you tried them on yet? I can exchange them for you if they
don't fit you."
Stella was taken aback. Then, she smiled and said, "It's fine. They fit perfectly as if they were tailored for me."
Jaylene pursed her lips and gazed at her indifferently before she smiled back. "I’m glad that they do."
"I'll get going now. Bye."

"Wait." Jaylene stopped her again. "Stella, can you give me a ride if you're driving? I have a manicure appointment with Ms.
Wilson, but there aren't a lot of parking spaces in Century Mall. I don't feel like driving there."
"Ms. Wilson?"
"Kayla Wilson, the daughter of Mark Wilson, the CEO of Mark Energy. Do you want to tag along? I can introduce you to her."
It had been a week, and Kayla had not contacted Stella at all. She should have realized that something was wrong, but she did
not expect Jaylene to be the problem.
Stella lifted her gaze and smiled. "I'll pass. I'm going to watch a movie with Keegan, and I have to go pick him up. Actually, I'm
running late. Jaylene, you should have the driver take you there instead."
Jaylene's gaze darkened, and the smile on her face momentarily froze.' Well, I won't trouble you, then."
Stella nodded and her expression immediately turned cold as soon as she turned away.
Since Jaylene had purposely mentioned Kayla to provoke her, she had no choice but to bring up Keegan to get her back.
Besides, she was now very sure that Jaylene had intentionally sent her those small-sized clothes.
This was because she had just remembered that Keegan mentioned before that Jaylene majored in fashion design. She should
have known what size she was with just a glance, and it was unlikely for her to make such a mistake.
Jaylene wanted to be the bigger person and make things difficult for Stella. However, Stella blamed herself for not seizing the
opportunity at the dining table earlier. She figured that it was pointless to argue over it now.
In Clouditude International, Unit 902, Felicity spoke angrily. "See? I knew that the pretentious witch was up to something bad!
She only gave you so many clothes because she wanted to work in Caline. What's worse is that none of the clothes even fit you!
She's the only one who could come up with such a devious plan!"
Stella was sitting on the other side of the couch when she sighed. "I didn't see it coming at all."
Vermont handed Felicity a slice of orange and said, "I think she's very clever, and she knows you really well. If she didn't know
that you're someone who cares about what other people think of you very much, her plans wouldn't have gone so smoothly."

He took a piece of fruit from the plate before handing it to Stella. Then, he sat down across Stella with his legs crossed. "But I
just don't understand what's the difference between size M and size s."
"Is 'longer than eighteen' and 'longer than twelve' the same thing?" Felicity asked.
Her words left Vermont speechless.
'Damn it. I shouldn't have asked that question.'