Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 683
Vermont resignedly reached out to wipe away Felicity's tears. It was not that he never saw a woman cry, but she cried as though
a floodgate had opened. Her tears were like raindrops, and they kept flowing out. It was both sad and heartbroken.
"I hate you!" She sobbed and said, "Why do you always see me in my embarrassing moment?” "I didn't see it." Vermont paused
then said, "I won't tell anyone."
Felicity sobbed and said, "Swear to me."
Vermont immediately raised three fingers and said, "I swear. If I tell anyone, God will punish me by striking lightning on me,
okay? Don't cry." "No!" Felicity sobbed and said, "Swear that you'll be infertile but still full of children and grandchildren if you tell
anyone."
Vermont's mouth twitched. He thought, 'Isn't this curse too vicious?' "Are you going to swear?" Felicity looked at him with an
expression that she would continue to cry if he did not swear it.
Vermont had no choice. This was the first time he felt terrible for a woman who cried. He raised three fingers, gritted his teeth,
and said, 'TH be infertile but full of children and grandchildren if I tell anyone a single word."
Only then did Felicity stop crying. "I'll trust you this once."
Vermont was speechless. 'Why do I feel I'm being tricked by this girl?’ "So, what do we do now?" Felicity looked at the
handcuffed hands.
Vermont said, "Let's call a locksmith."
Half an hour later, the locksmith entered the high-end apartment nervously.
He thought he received a big business opportunity. But, when he entered the door and saw the handcuffed hands of the two, his
eyelids twitched." You just need to unlock this?"
Vermont nodded. "Unlock it, quick."
The locksmith pursed his lips. He just pulled a place inside the handcuffs without using a single tool, and the handcuff was
released.

Vermont and Felicity were left speechless.
"Just... like that?" Felicity could not believe it.
The locksmith said, "This kind of handcuff can be opened without a key just to prevent accidents. Did you buy this thing without
reading the manual?"
Felicity immediately glared at Vermont. She grabbed the pillow and threw it on his face. "Bastard!" After speaking, she left
angrily.
Vermont was speechless. 'I don't know either, okay?'
The locksmith coughed, "We have handcuffs that can only be opened with a key. It can restrict well. Do you want it?"
Vermont was left speechless.
The choreographer hired for "Motives for Murder" was a professional teacher from Rivera Dance Academy. More than ten
actresses participated in the training camp. They gathered in the dance studio for training at a fixed time every day and about six
to eight hours. It was a long time.
After a day, everyone was exhausted. They just wanted to lie still when they returned to the dormitory. Stella only felt a little tired.
Meanwhile, other actresses, especially those who did not practice regularly, had muscle aches and shrill cries after a day.
Stella was still stretching when everyone was lying on the ground and groaning.
An actress named Yuna asked curiously, "Stella, don't you feel any pain?" "It hurts too, but not that bad. Maybe because I do
massage frequently." "How do you massage?"
Stella smiled and replied, "Let me help you. Have a try."
Yuna was very cooperative. Ten minutes later, screams came from the training room. "Oh, my God! Why does this hurt more
than stretching? Ah!"
After twenty minutes, Stella stopped with sweat on her face. She lowered her head and asked, "How was it?"
Yuna moved her body and said in surprise, "It doesn't seem to hurt that much anymore."

Other actresses came over one after another. "How did you do it? Stella, help me too. Look at my dead arms and legs."
Stella smiled. "I can only help another one at most. I'm tired today. I'll help more if I'm not tired tomorrow. Who wants to go first?"
"Me!"
When Bella was back from the bathroom, she saw that Stella was surrounded by everyone like a famous person.
Bella showed a long face immediately. 'These people! I gave them so many things when I came here, yet I never saw them treat
me like this.' "Wow, your technique is so professional." Bella walked in with a half-smile.
"Did you learn that in a massage parlor?”