Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 2077
Feeling frustrated, Jaylene argued, "If you don't sign, and we breach the contract, whose responsibility is that?"
Stella responded, "Whoever took the order is responsible. After all these years, can't we predict the shipping date accurately?"
Jaylene wanted to say more, but Stella waved her off and said, "Ms. Saun, if there's nothing else, please leave. I'm tired and
need to rest."
Jaylene was so frustrated she could hardly breathe. She eventually left with the contract, her face dark with anger.
Not long after Jaylene left, Darcie called Stella's phone.
However, she did not answer it. After the call ended, she dialed Wenham's number.
"Dad, how's your trip going?" Stella asked.
Wenham was excited, rambling on about the activities of the past two days. He ended by saying, "Stella, next time you come, I'll
take you diving to see the tropical fish."
"But I don't know how to dive," Stella said with a laugh.
"I'll teach you. It's really simple," Wenham said. He paused before asking," How's everything at Caline these past days? Is work
going well?"
"It's great. On my first day, Darcie's assistant gathered everyone in the lobby to introduce me to the company. Everyone has
been really supportive, n

Wenham was taken aback and asked, "You mean Aubrey had everyone welcome you on your first day?"
"Yes. Darcie didn't even warn me in advance. It was quite awkward," said Stella.
Wenham was silent for a while.
Being business savvy, Stella did not need to spell it out for Wenham to understand the implications. Such tactics of overbearing
hospitality were common in the corporate world. Stella's aim was to plant a seed of doubt in his mind.
"That's all for now, Dad. Enjoy yourself, and call me when you're coming back so I can pick you up," said Stella.
Wenham snapped back to reality and responded, "Alright. Tell me if you need anything. Don't hesitate to act."
Stella acknowledged and ended the call.
The call seemed to have an effect as half an hour later, Jaylene posted a cryptic message on Facebook: [Too many cooks spoil
the broth.]
Though she quickly deleted the post, Stella, who had been following her blog with a burner account, saw it immediately.
Stella smirked coldly and switched to Keegan's account to send Jaylene another bouquet of flowers.
Just before leaving work, Jaylene posted a picture of the flowers and a photo of herself working with the caption: [Just keep
pushing forward, and all the good things will come in time.]
At 5:30 p.m. sharp, Stella made a point to greet her floor's employees before leaving work. She said, "From now on after
everyone finishes their work, leave on time. Let's be efficient during work hours so we don’t need to work overtime

unnecessarily."
Winning over people's hearts could be done in many ways. Giving gifts was the least of Stella's favorites, as it cost money. She
preferred to appeal to human nature.
After all, no one liked working overtime.
The news of the entire 16th floor leaving at 5:30 p.m. soon reached the 15th floor. Everyone looked at each other before turning
their eyes to Jaylene's office.
Jaylene could be seen with her head down through the transparent glass partition, with the blinds left open. She was reading
seriously with a pen in hand, surrounded by a pile of folders, seemingly determined not to leave until she had gone through them
all.