Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 953
Marshall looked a little dazed. There was a complex set of emotions behind his eyes when he stared at Stella, which she found
strange. ’ Marshall? Mr. Moore?" Stella called out several times before he came back to his senses.
Marshall was aware that he lost his composure. He cleared his throat and said in a low voice, 'I'm just in shock. You look like a
completely different person."
Stella looked at herself in the mirror and nodded. "Yeah. I was shocked when I saw myself in the mirror. This is the first time I've
seen this type of makeup skill. It's like the ancient art of disguise."
"You cant really tell in pictures, but people may notice that you have heavy makeup on in real life. However, it's not obvious
because you have a good base," the makeup artist said with a smile while cleaning his makeup brushes.
After saying that, he teased Marshall and said, ’It looks so real, right?"
Marshall did not answer. Instead, he stood behind Stella, propped up against the back of her chair as he looked at the person in
the mirror, and let out a faint laugh.
"What?" Stella asked, not knowing why he was laughing.
"I was thinking of giving you a new identity when I suddenly remembered how you lied to me. You said your name was Celeste
when we first met."
Stella was quiet. "It's best we don't mention that ever again."
'It's so embarrassing,' she thought.
Marshall chuckled and said, "It's a good name. Tonight, you'll be Celeste Thompson. What kind of job do you think Celeste would
have to make it
believable?"
"A human surface dirt remover engineer!"
Marshall was confused.

Seeing he did not get the joke, the makeup artist beside him interjected and said, "A spa scrub attendant for short."
Marshall did not say a word.
"Not funny, huh?" Stella intended to make a joke, but it was not funny anymore since it flew over Marshall's head.
"Sure it is,’ Marshall said as he faked a laugh. "Sounds like a high-end career."
Stella pursed her lips and said, "There's no need to comfort me. The joke has passed.’
Marshall was taken aback for a moment. "I’m just a little surprised. It's the first time I've ever heard something like that.’
"Don't you surf the internet?" Stella asked in shock.
"Rarely. Since public opinion can affect some cases for lawyers, I don’t use social media much.’
Suddenly, Stella realized that Keegan had a sense of humor compared to elites like Marshall. In the past, when she was in a fit
of anger after arguing with Keegan, she would pack her suitcase and plan to run away from home. Keegan never persuaded her
to stay. Instead, he would just stand in the bedroom with his arms crossed, watching her pack with a cold gaze. When she was
ready to leave, Keegan would stop her and ask, "Are you really leaving?"
Stella thought that Keegan would ask her to stay, so she would say, "Do you expect me to just sit here and get mistreated?"
However, Keegan would say, "Think about it. If you leave, you'll have to find a job and earn your own money. You got married to
me as soon as you graduated college. You're out of touch with society and have no working experience. How are you going to
find a decent job?"
Stella always became angrier when she heard that. She did not expect Keegan to add fuel to the fire. "I don't need your concern,
not even if I starve to death. Worse comes to worst, I'll be a human surface dirt remover engineer!"
Keegan paused and slowly said, "Maybe you can learn how to become a human dead body tissue removal surgeon and open up
a shop in
Hansonville. Hike up the prices, and maybe you can be financially free in a few years."
It took Stella a long time to realize that Keegan was telling her that he could be a barber. She was still mad at first but could not
hold back her laughter when she heard him say, "Human dead body tissue removal surgeon’.

Keegan came over with a smile in his eyes as he teased, "Do you need me to rent a storefront for you, Ms. Barber?"