Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1991
Spencer turned toward Stella with a mock glare, "Aren't you tempted to ditch him and run into my arms?"
She rolled her eyes in response, "You really should call someone to pick you up. You're completely sloshed. How did I never
realize you were such a master of nonsense?"
Spencer snorted dismissively, "I'm planting a thorn in your heart on purpose, hoping to stir some guilt. Why should you find
happiness before me?"
Chuckling, Stella retorted, "You overestimate your influence. I'm heartless, remember? Any thorn you plant would just end up in
my stomach."
Undeterred, Spencer shot back, "Then I'll make sure it pricks you there!"
Stella dismissed his words with a scoff, "Grow up, Spencer."
Spencer wobbly called his friends, who were nearby. Soon enough, his friends arrived to escort him home. Before leaving, he
pulled Keegan aside, whispering something. His friends then hurriedly led him away.
Curious, Stella inquired, "What did he say to you?"
Keegan replied cryptically, "Just some guy stuff."
Stella snorted, suspecting the nature of their conversation, ’He must have been sharing one of those embarrassing stories from
school. If Spencer ever marries, I have a few tales of my own to share with his bride.'

Reflecting on Spencer's parting words, Keegan felt amused yet challenged. Spencer had quipped, 'Marriage is love's graveyard.
Let's see how long you last. If you ever grow tired of each other, I'll be waiting. But try to keep her in your "graveyard" forever, if
you can.' 'As if I'd ever let her go,' Keegan thought defiantly.
Noticing that Jaylene had passed out, Stella turned to Keegan with a mischievous glint in her eyes, "Darling, I have an idea."
At the term of endearment, Keegan's attention sharpened, "What's on your mind?" "Treat others as they treat US," Stella
suggested slyly.
Keegan cautioned, "Nothing illegal, though."
Stella huffed, "I'm not bound by such high moral standards. Otherwise, we might as well involve the police."
Keegan remained silent, his expression thoughtful.
Impatient with his hesitation, Stella pondered, 'Sometimes, Keegan's adherence to rules can be a little too rigid for my liking.
Morality is subjective, after all.'
She then dialed Aldor’s number on her phone, "Stop spectating. We need your help."
A few minutes later, Aldor arrived with Aurora and helped the stillunconscious Jaylene into the car.