Chapter 1547
'Keegan had completed his postgraduate studies. Even though he didn't pursue a Ph.D., he did spend a year studying abroad at
a prestigious institution... It's true that Keegan lacks conversational skills. But, even so, his tongue can be quite sharp. As for
kind-hearted?’
Stella pondered for a moment. Before she officially met Keegan, Wenham had visited their home under the pretext of seeing
Luna. There, he encountered Keegan, who managed to keep Wenham standing for a solid twenty minutes with a slant board.
'Well, being kind-hearted isn't exactly Keegan's strong suit.'
Stella struggled to find any strong arguments in his favor considering these aspects.
Wenham's friend could not help but wonder, "With all these points against him, why did you agree to let your child date him?"
Wenham waved a hand dismissively. "It's not like he doesn't have any merits. He's reasonably good-looking and on par with
Trevor. He runs a successful chip-making company, which is no small feat. While he's not overly talkative, he's sharp-minded.
Did you see the robot I posted on my Twitter recently? He built it and gave it to me. Although, I can't say it's my cup of tea."
Stella was stunned to hear that. Keegan never mentioned gifting Wenham a robot. She only found out about it through
Wenham's social media account.
Before knowing that Wenham was her father, she even considered selling Luna to him to help Keegan's business. She had
forgotten about this, but Keegan did not. As soon as the upgraded version was ready, he promptly sent one to Wenham.
He was evidently putting in considerable effort to maintain a favorable image in the eyes of his father-in-law. And, from the looks
of it, it seemed to be working to some extent.
Although Wenham appeared outwardly disdainful, there was an undertone of smugness in his voice. His friends, who had
witnessed this change, immediately chimed in and jested," Oh, you old rascal. You've bragged about your daughter, and now
you're bragging about your son-in-law!"
"You really shouldn't have asked. Look at how proud he is!" one of them said to the person who asked about Stella's partner.
"Who do you think you're fooling? You say you're not fond of the robot, yet you post it every day on your socials. Give it to me if
you don't like it."
Darcie listened to the conversation without much expression. She then turned to Stella and asked, "Stella, did you find out long
ago that the design was stolen? Is today's product launch event part of a calculated publicity stunt?"
Stella offered a faint laugh. "Of course not, Mrs. Saun. I wouldn't use plagiarism for a publicity stunt. The
consequences are beyond my control if it were to backfire.
"I understand your concern about The Velvet's reputation. After all, you built it from the ground up. Even though you're no longer
directly involved, it's still a brand you hold dear. I've already reported the matter to the police. We will
uncover who leaked our designs. Please rest assured, The Velvet's reputation won't suffer on my watch. I won't tolerate anyone,
regardless of who they are,” she added.
Darcie gazed at her for a moment and offered a smile." That's good to hear," she said.
After bidding farewell to the elders, Stella went to search for Keegan.
Jaylene observed her as she walked over, and Keegan's once icy demeanor quickly softened. Her fingers instinctively tightened
when she saw that.
Upon returning to her seat, Stella assessed Keegan while suppressing a smile.
Keegan, who was slightly unnerved by her scrutinizing gaze, could not help but ask, "What's with the intense stare?"
Stella patted his hand and whispered, "My dad was just talking about you with his friends. Do you want to know what he said?"
Keegan's ears perked up, and he glanced at her, feigning indifference. "Well, I don't mind knowing."
Stella cleared her throat. "My dad said that you don't have a higher education. You're sharp-tongued and malicious at
heart. He also said you don't respect your elders and behave like a spoiled brat. He also mentioned how you have a resting bitch
face."
Keegan could not believe what he was hearing.