Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 174
Stella was still thinking about how to peacefully gloss over what transpired last night with Keegan. ‘Yesterday was an accident. It
can’t be helped since even adults can sometimes be rash. ‘He didn’t even ask in the end. It even feels like he can’t be bothered
by it.’
Her mood immediately turned a little sour.
‘I’d better not throw a tantrum. Blowing up here would make it seem like I’m self-conscious about last night.
‘Seeing it from another angle, let’s treat it as getting a free night service since Keegan seemed willing to serve me.’
Following this train of thought, her heart felt a little at ease.
“I wrote it half-heartedly,” said Stella, naturally not telling Keegan. Fifty million was the lawyer fees she wished Marshall charged
her over the divorce case.
Obviously, she would not bring Marshall on board to fight her case since he was Keegan’s friend, not expecting him to side with
her even if he was onboarded.
That half-hearted contact name was not a lie at all.
Keegan did not believe a word of it but delved no further into the topic. Instead, he asked Stella, “What’s my profile name on your
phone’s contact list?”
As he finished speaking, Keegan acutely sensed the change in Stella’s demeanor as she quickly replied, “Your name, of course.
What else would I use?”
Keegan stared at her for a few seconds and made Stella feel nervous from his stare, as if he would snatch her phone the next
second just to have a look.
Despite that, Keegan did not take action as expected. After a while, he took his eyes off her, lifted the blanket, and got out of
bed.
He stepped onto the woolen carpet bare-footed, bent down to pick up the pajamas, and slung it over his shoulders.
Stella stared at his body without batting an eyelid.

Keegan had very little body fat. His muscles were well-toned. Men with abs were nothing compared to those with well-toned back
muscles. Any fitness enthusiast will know how hard it is to train the back muscles.
‘Keegan has such a busy work schedule, yet he spares time to train. His sense of discipline is beyond human understanding.’
“Have you always looked at guys so meaningfully?”
Keegan put on his pants as he glanced back at her.
Stella blushed slightly, but it was not noticeable in the room with closed curtains and dim lighting.
“I worry that I’ll have little chance to see it again in the future since I might not be able to openly see this after the divorce.”
Keegan’s fingers, which were working on his shirt buttons, halted. “Then should I unbutton and let you look for a while longer?”
Stella choked. “You don’t have to deliberately do it.”
Keegan did not pay her any more attention. He put on his clothes and went downstairs.
Soon after, Stella got out of bed as well.
‘Keegan is a natural-born nemesis for a romantic like me. I thought something would be different after last night, but nothing has
changed. It was only a night, and that was not the first, nor was there any special meaning behind it. Just adults being impulsive.’
She opened and rummaged through the bedside drawer and finally found the box of contraceptive pills. She tore it open and saw
only one pill was left. Taking the pill, she swallowed it with water and threw the box into the rubbish bin.
Officially, he was still treating his arms, but Keegan did not rest at all. If he was not in the virtual meetings, he would be reviewing
reports.
Stella was busy memorizing the script.
It took her one whole day to finally read the entire script.
‘Daniel’s story is outstanding. The script has no nonsense, with dynamic plots and unending excitement. The dialogue’s word
use is also elegant. He probably well-researched many sources of material.’
Having finished the script, Stella’s interest was piqued.

That evening, Felicity called her.
“Stella, have you watched the news?”