Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 884
Stella was bewildered.
Marshall lowered his gaze and said softly, "Was it because I didn't win your case with Albert, so you don't trust me anymore and
would rather consult an intern than me?'
Stella was stunned.
She quickly denied his question, "No. Why would you think so? Besides, it's not like we lost the case; we just dropped it.
Furthermore, it's not your fault. Who would've thought that Albert and I were not biologically related?"
Marshall lifted his gaze. He sounded a little hurt, ’Then why are you avoiding me?"
Stella was at a loss for words.
"I'm not avoiding you..." Stella suddenly did not know how to explain herself.
'I can't possibly say it's because Keegan's jealous, right? After all, we haven't gotten back together. And even if we get back
together, I still don't want to tell outsiders too much,' she thought.
"I feel like the earnings from cases like mine are peanuts to you. Compared to your earnings from the divorce cases in the high
society, which you usually deal with, my case practically holds you up from earning big bucks. You're helping me solely because
you're my friend, and I don't want to always trouble you."
Marshall pursed his lips. After a long while, he finally said, "I never found your matters troublesome, and I've been feeling guilty
that I couldn't help you recover the inheritance your mother had left. If I could help you in this matter, it would slightly reduce the
guilt I'm feeling. So, don't push me away, okay?’
'Is this the pride of a top-tier lawyer? He can't let go of this matter because he doesn't allow himself to fail? Be it him helping me
handle my mother's affairs after her passing or him representing me in the two lawsuits, he's really helped me way too much. I
can't push away a friend who's helped me when I was at a low point,' she thought.
"Well, I'll see when I'm free and get back to you in the next few days."
Marshall smiled, "I'll be waiting for your call."

Stella also smiled with her eyes. Then, she asked in a nosy manner, "You're not done with the divorce case yet?"
She suddenly remembered who the unappealing, bald, middle-aged man was when she was chatting with Marshall just now.
'Isn't he the person who kept pestering Marshall last time, wanting to negotiate something with him? Having more than one
mistress is one thing; he even has an illegitimate child. His wife wants to recover the money he spent on his mistress. I'm so
nosy; I can't remember other things, but I remember such gossip so well,' she thought.
Marshall looked at her curious expression and chuckled.
"This is my client's privacy," he said.
Stella covered her mouth and quickly said in a low voice, "Pretend I didn't ask."
"But I can tell you," Marshall also lowered his voice. "The hearing is next week. Based on the current evidence, my client has a
high chance of winning the case.'
Stella immediately said words of flattery, "Well, of course! Do they know who the lawyer they hired is? The Law Pro of Rivera."
"Law Pro?" Marshall did not understand.
Stella explained, 'Yeah, the Top Gun in the legal profession."
Marshall paused. Then, he laughed, and his gaze on her softened further.
Stuart texted Stella, asking why she still was not upstairs yet.
Stella did not dilly-dally around. She stood up and said, "The director is asking for me, so I'll be going upstairs now. I'll contact
you in due time."
Marshall nodded and only averted his gaze after seeing her enter the elevator.
Many left during the second round. Leighton had a plane he needed to catch, while two actors had gotten sent home because
they were drunk. However, the rest were no better and had gotten more or less tipsy.
Not long after Stella went upstairs, two more actors got drunk. Besides that, many staff members were already married and had
a family, so their family members would worry about them if they went home too late.

This was why the second round lasted only briefly and ended soon.
Stella helped her drunk co-workers into the car. Then, Stuart drunkenly stuck his head out of the car and asked, "How are you
going home?'