Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 2034
Marshall remained silent as he stood next to Irene, gazing downstairs. His lowered gaze concealed his expression; Irene could
not tell what he was thinking about.
After a while, he asked, "Do you have another one?"
She tossed him a box of cigarettes and a lighter. Marshall swiftly took one out, flicked it a couple of times on his fingertips, and
then lit it.
Perhaps it had been too long since he last smoked. When he took the first drag, he could not help but cough a few times.
Irene glanced at him and said flatly, "You used to listen to everything he says. You've changed a lot since you came back to
Hustuabourg." "Really?" After a brief pause, Marshall took another drag and said, "I don't remember what I used to be like, but
I'm pretty happy with who I am now."
Irene paused. Then, she silently scrutinized Marshall's expression.
The smoke surrounding him veiled his face, shrouding his emotions in mystery.
She chuckled and said in a flat tone, "It's better that you don't remember."
After finishing his cigarette, Marshall was about to walk away, but Irene stopped him. "Marshall, you like Stella, don't you?"
Marshall paused and turned to look at her.
Irene put out her cigarette and said, "If you do, I can help you."

Marshall looked at her for a moment and asked, How can you help me?"
Irene smiled. "A man's love for a woman always comes down to possessives. Find someone to drug her and sleep with her. I'm
sure that Keegan won't want her anymore after that."
Marshall also smiled, but it was a cold one.
Irene frowned. "What's so funny?"
With his body slightly tilted, Marshal looked at her in a condescending manner. "I just find it funny that you've lived to this age but
can still say such things. I suppose you've never been loved by anyone."
Irene's face stiffened as her tone turned colder. "I'm trying to help you. What nonsense are you talking about?"
Marshall replied coldly, "If I take advantage of someone's vulnerability, I'll never deserve to be with her in this lifetime. Besides,
you're underestimating Keegan's feelings for her. She's a person he's willing to protect with his life. How could he ever abandon
her just because I slept with her?"
Irene smirked. "Keegan might not, but what about Stella herself? Would she still be comfortable staying by Keegan's side after
that?"
Marshall froze and looked at her without saying anything.
Then, Irene added flatly, "Marshall, you're too soft-hearted. Stella is not the same as... She's just different. Your grandpa clearly
doesn't oppose the two of you being together. You missed the opportunity when Keegan went missing. How will you win her over
without doing something?"
Irene patted his shoulder. "Think it through and let me know. I can help you.

After saying that, she turned and left.
As soon as Irene went downstairs, Wallace pulled her aside with a stern face. "What did you say to Marshall again?"
Irene shook off his hand and said, "You might not care about your son, but I do care about my nephew. I'm just helping him get
what he wants."
Wallace's expression turned unpleasant. "Is that helping him? You're going ruin his life!"
Irene smiled. "I'm helping him get the person he likes; how is that not helping him? Wallace, Marshall is too much like you. You
couldn't get what you wanted, and now I'm just helping him get what he wants. I can't believe you're blaming me instead of
thanking me."
Something suddenly popped into Wallace's mind as his face turned extremely pale.
He was exhausted and somewhat frustrated. "If you really want to help him, why didn't you do it seven years ago? Marshall has
come so far to finally get his life back on track. What exactly are you trying to do?" "On track?" Irene chuckled upon hearing that.
Then, she slightly leaned forward and whispered in Wallace's ear, "Wallace, the 'on track' for the Moore family is to rot and die in
this mansion. None of US can ever leave."
Ariel appeared as soon as she finished speaking. She froze momentarily upon seeing them.
Irene then said to Ariel with a smile, "Ariel, the fish today is excellent. I've tasted so many different types of fish, but yours is still
the best."
Ariel's expression turned nonchalant. Instead of responding to what Irene said, she asked Wallace, "Have you gone upstairs?
How's Marshall?"