Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 883
"It's gone."
The moment Marshall spoke, Stella's entire body relaxed. However, she was driven by her curiosity and could not help but
glance at his handkerchief. Then, she could not help but curse, "Fuck!"
Marshall was speechless.
He gripped his handkerchief, and within it was a bush cricket. Its plump legs were still kicking around wildly as its thin, long
antennae moved about. Stella was terrified and felt her entire body itch like insects were crawling on her.
"Take it away! Take it away! Take it away!"
Stella no longer cared about her image and slapped his arm, telling him to dispose of the insect quickly. Marshall chuckled.
Then, he took the insect outside and set it free.
When he returned, Stella was wiping her hair with a wet wipe an attendant had given her. She still looked a little pale and
seemed rather shaken up.
The actresses with her were no longer around and had probably gone upstairs.
Seeing how Marshall had returned, Stella handed him two wet wipes to wipe his hands. He took the wet wipes and wiped his
hands while saying," Bush crickets aren't venomous and don't bite."
"But they look scary," Stella said.
At the thought of the creature's appearance, she felt her skin crawl again.
Stella was terrified of insects with long legs and mandibles. Over the summer, she would not dare to sleep at all if one had flown
into the house.
She would only rest after waking Keegan and getting him to catch the insect.
Once, Keegan brought the insect over and showed it to her after he had caught it. However, he did not hold the insect properly,
and it sprung onto her face while she looked at it.

That night, Stella hurled all of the curses she knew at Keegan. Then, she did not let Keegan into their bedroom for the entire
week.
Stella was already afraid of insects, but what Keegan did worsened it. Now, she felt her skin crawl whenever she saw such
insects.
'If Marshall didn't stop me just now and I had touched it with my own hands, I probably would've been so afraid that I'd disco
dance in front of everyone and embarrass myself big time,' she thought.
At this thought, she lifted her head and asked Marshall, ”1 didn't embarrass myself too much just now, right?"
Marshall paused. When he thought of how she stiffened like a puppet and proceeded to blurt out a curse word right after, he
could not help but chuckle.
"I don't think so, but your reaction was quite interesting. I didn't expect you to be this terrified."
Stella was at a loss for words.
She weakly explained, "The truth is I wasn't this terrified of insects; I only felt a little uncomfortable seeing them. But one time,
that bastard, Keegan, got one onto my face. After that, my skin crawls every time I see one.’
Marshall paused and did not answer. He grabbed his cup and took a sip of water.
Moments later, he finally said, "You want to consult about ways to recover your mother's house?"
"That's right," Stella became serious when Marshall got down to business. She continued, "Judging from Albert's words, the
ownership of the house my grandfather left for my mother hasn't been transferred. I remember my grandfather mentioning this
property in his will; Albert shouldn't have any rights to get this house. However, my mother had used this house as a mortgage to
the bank for a loan, and she and Albert repaid the loan together. This is why I'm still unsure and wanted to consult if I could get
back the house.’
"Its ownership is pretty evident if there’s a will present. Even though they repaid the loan as husband and wife, they also used
the loan money together as husband and wife, so this has little to do with the matter.
Besides, I've seen the documents you sent over. The house is self-built and has a title deed. Since that's the case, the does not
permit Albert to use this land for buying or selling purposes.'

Stella was delighted.
"So you're saying there's a high chance I could recover this house?"
Marshall nodded.
"Let me know when you're free. I can accompany you to the Housing Authority. It's better for you to personally visit the site and
see if it's really like what Albert said, that it hasn't been resold and is unoccupied."
"Alright," Stella said and paused momentarily. Then, she asked in a low voice, "Why don't you let your intern go with me? Then, I
could help him enhance his professional skills?"
Marshall turned to her. Suddenly, he asked, "Stella, did something I do make you feel uncomfortable?'