Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1507
Stella paused and lifted her gaze to meet Kayla's.
Kayla was adorned with the same jewelry she had worn in the morning, but now her makeup was more refined. She wore a
black V-neck gown, exuding elegance and grace.
Upon spotting Stella, Kayla hesitated for a moment. There was a flicker of discomfort on her face, though it quickly faded. Beside
her stood a woman resembling her, but she looked older. It was likely her mother, Lauren Bennett.
Mark was glad to see his daughter. "Come, let me introduce you. This is Keegan Kane from The Vinci Rivera Group and his
girlfriend, Stella Hall." He gestured toward them, "And this is my daughter, Kayla. You haven't had the chance to meet before, so
now's a good opportunity for you young folks to get acquainted."
Kayla remained silent, and Stella sensed she probably wanted to avoid mentioning their earlier encounter. Stella did not bring it
up either. Instead, she extended her hand graciously, "Hello, Ms. Wilson."
Kayla sized her up for a moment before extending her hand, giving a brief shake before letting go. Her response to Keegan's
greeting was similarly restrained.
She did not seem particularly impressed by Keegan, despite her father's relationship with him or his striking appearance.
Stella quickly found her equilibrium.
Mark and Lauren must have interacted with Keegan quite a bit. They engaged in conversation as if they were old acquaintances.
Since Stella was not well-versed with them, she did not initiate much of the conversation. She simply responded politely when
Mark or Lauren talked to her.
Both Mark and Lauren were straightforward individuals. They did not speak in circles like most people in the business circle.
However, they refrained from making easy judgments about others or expressing their opinions on specific industries or events
during their conversation.
Stella realized Mark was not the uneducated country bumpkin rumored in their circle. Clearly, he relied on more than just luck to
achieve the pinnacle of the energy industry.
Stella glanced at Kayla, who seemed somewhat disinterested in these topics. She was even absorbed in her phone at one point.

Soon, a group of girls approached, calling out to her, "Kayla! My goodness, it's really you!"
Stella looked up and recognized Xianna. She was often seen together with Sophia. However, with the recent turmoil in the Jewell
family, their sisterhood seemed to have fallen apart. Now, she was swiftly buddying up with this new noble figure from the Wilson
family.
Xianna was as fickle as ever. She effortlessly transitioned from one circle of friends to another.
As she chatted with Kayla, Stella listened in on their conversation. She was more interested in watching Kayla. She observed
that Kayla seemed unwilling to engage in these topics. Instead, she wandered off to the side to play with her phone.
Before long, several elegantly dressed girls approached, marveling, "Kayla, we spotted you ages ago but didn't dare to call you
out. We weren't sure if it was you until we saw you approach Uncle Wilson."
"Yes. I didn't recognize you either at first. Why did you suddenly change your style, Kayla? It's like you're a completely different
person from before."
"Do you think my current style or previous style looks better?" Kayla asked.
"Both have their merits. The previous style was glamorous. When you stood in a crowd, everyone could pick you out. Now, it's
fresh and elegant, with its own unique charm," Xianna chimed in.
"That's right. When you stood there just now, I thought a celebrity had arrived on the scene. Your aura is amazing."
"Ultimately, you can pull off any clothing style with that pretty face."
Everyone showered Kayla with praises.
Kayla's smile was understated. She did not seem particularly pleased. However, she did not stop them from speaking or walk
away.
Keegan and Mark chatted for a long time before they were interrupted by someone who came over to greet them.
Keegan initiated a conversation with them, took Stella's hand, and led her away, gradually moving further from the crowd.