Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 645
"What a coincidence! I didn’t expect you guys to be the tenants of 901."
Then, Vermont smelled the aroma of the food and stared at them.
"Stella, you made those yourself?"
Stella said, "Felicity made them, not me."
She paused.
'Wh/d Vermont move here?' she wondered.
Stella only learned that the unit they were living in was under Trevor's name a few days ago when she was cross-checking the
property owner's information with the management.
Then, she tentatively asked her agent, Kaiden.
Kaiden said the houses the company was letting the artists stay in were all currently under Trevor's name. This was because the
company had just been established, and this was the most hassle-free method.
Then, he told her the units on the few floors above and below hers all belonged to the company. When the time came, they
would arrange for other artists to move in. They might also rent the units to influencers and such to get rent money.
Stella did not ask any more questions after hearing his words.
For the past two days, people have been walking in and out of unit 902. There was also a lot of noise within the unit, so Stella
thought the company had gotten someone new to move in, and the person had been moving in for the past few days.
She did not expect it to be Vermont.
It was such a big coincidence that it did not feel coincidental.
When Vermont heard Felicity was the one who prepared the table of food, he had a look of incredulity.
"Isn't your home field the fighting arena? Why'd it change to the kitchen?"

Felicity snorted. "I'm great with people and also the kitchen. I can also write scripts and cut people out."
Vermont could not help but laugh when he saw her smug expression. It was as if his heart was being tickled by a feather.
The feeling was similar to how he could not help but want to tease someone's small, fluffy pet he saw by the street.
"How do you cut someone out?"
Felicity raised her palm and brought it down on its side to karate-chop Vermont on his shoulder.
"Understood?"
Vermont was speechless.
"What do you want? If you've got no business here, hurry up and leave," Felicity urged.
The aroma of the food continuously wafted outside, causing Vermont's stomach to grumble.
The mushroom soup, in particular, looked delectable solely based on its color.
Vermont sighed. "Having a housemate is better. You can make four or five dishes when cooking. If you live alone, you don't have
anything to eat or drink. Even if you wanted to eat something, you wouldn't want to turn on the stove to cook."
Stella politely responded, "We didn't know you were moving in today, Mr.
Snyder. Tomorrow, we'll prepare a gift and pay you a visit. Our meeting today's a little too sudden, so we didn't prepare
anything."
Felicity looked really unhappy, so Stella had no choice but to gently ask him to leave.
However, Vermont did not seem to understand the meaning behind Stella's words. He played along and said, "Well, four dishes
and a soup is pretty good. We're old acquaintances, so there’s no need to make things that grand."
Then, he pulled a chair and sat down.
"Besides, there's no time like the present. You guys are usually busy, so today's the right time."

The corner of Felicity's eye twitched. "Did we ask you to stay for a meal?" "You two girls can't finish this many dishes. Throwing
them out would be a waste."
Felicity's eye twitched again. "We won't throw out the food we can't finish.
We can put it in the fridge!"
Vermont glanced at her. "You're obviously not one who often listens to what experts in science have to say. Experts say eating
overnight meals leads to cancer. A while ago, there was an old man who ate overnight meals every single day. He ate them for
over ten years and died of stomach cancer. The doctor said it was caused by his consumption of overnight meals. The old man
only lived to his 70s."
Stella was speechless.
70s... Isn't it likely that there are other factors?' she thought.
Felicity laughed icily.
"Experts also say we shouldn't drink carbonated drinks. People who consume carbonated drinks long-term eventually die."
However, Vermont did not seem to detect the mockery in her words. He had an expression as if he had found a companion.
"That's why, nowadays, I don't consume carbonated drinks anymore. You guys also shouldn't consume overnight meals. As long
as I'm here, all of the food can be finished in the same day," he said as he stood up.
He continued, "I'll go get a bowl."
Then, he walked into the kitchen and started rummaging around as if it were his own house.
Felicity said through gritted teeth, "Look at how he's acting. It's like he's never eaten food before!"