Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1512
Stella pushed Keegan away and shot him a glance. "Maybe it's best if we just stay divorced. I could find a whole bunch of guys
younger and more handsome than you with a billion dollars."
Keegan could not believe his ears. 'I should have kept my mouth shut,' he thought.
The evening was still in full swing when Wenham called. "Stella, what time are you coming back? I've already made the bed, and
your brother even put out some sleep-inducing essential oils for you. We're waiting for you to return and see if you like it."
Stella glanced at the time, and it was already 9:00 p.m. She felt a twinge of guilt, as she thought about her elderly father waiting
for her at home.
"I'll be back soon, dad. It's getting late. Please don't wait up for me."
"It's fine. I'm watching TV while waiting for you. Can you drive yourself back, or should I have the driver pick you up? It's pretty
dark out."
"Don't worry, dad. Keegan will drive me back shortly."
Wenham was at a loss for words. He was not at ease with the thought of Keegan being near his daughter. Stella had just
returned to the Saun family. Wenham could not bear the idea that she might become the Kane family's daughter-in-law this soon.
Having her live with them would be difficult if she married Keegan.
At the same time, he did not want to be in the way of her daughter's preferences. "Tell Keegan to drive safely. There's no need to
rush. Safety first," Wenham reminded.
"Okay, dad."
After bidding farewell to the Wilsons and others, Keegan and Stella left the banquet.
Vermont was known for his efficiency. All the items Stella had requested were neatly prepared. Keegan helped load them into the
car and drove to the Saun family villa in Clear Water Cove.
Wenham was at home, watching TV. However, he could not focus on the show. His attention was on his daughter, who had yet to
return home. Whenever a car passed by, he would get up to look out the window.

Trevor sat beside him. He observed his dad's reactions and teased, "Why don't you just grab a chair and sit by the door? Can
your knees handle all this back and forth?"
Wenham shot him a glare. He was about to give his son a piece of his mind when he suddenly changed his heart and said, "Go
get a chair and wait by the door."
Trevor's eyelid twitched. "It's cold outside. I know you're fond of your daughter, but don't forget I'm your son. How could you do
something like this?" he joked.
Wenham snorted. "I spoiled you too much when you were a child. That's why you grew up unruly! Do you remember how much
trouble you caused me when you were little?"
Trevor was about to say something, but he saw Darcie come out with a plate of fruit. He swallowed his words and said, "Okay,
okay. I'll go wait outside."
"She's still not here?" Darcie placed the fruit on the coffee table and asked.
Wenham shook his head. "They should be arriving soon."
As soon as she spoke, the sound of a car engine coming from outside got closer and closer until it finally stopped.
"They're here!" Without saying a word to Darcie, Wenham rushed out to greet them.
Darcie's expression turned slightly cold. Jaylene came downstairs and said, "Mom, she went to the banquet this evening, all for
Kayla."
"That explains it," Darcie said. "You had a good relationship with Ms.
Wilson, didn't you? Spend more time with her."
Jaylene lowered her gaze. "Got it."
In no time, the father and son each carried a bag, leading Stella into the house. Darcie immediately went up to help with the
bags, and Jaylene warmly greeted her to offer assistance.
Stella did not have much luggage. It was just two suitcases, a canvas bag, and three cardboard boxes.

After everyone worked together to get the items upstairs, Stella smiled and handed the canvas bag to Jaylene. "Jaylene, these
are some collectibles I've gathered over time. I specifically picked out some of my favorites for you. I hope you like them."
She paused for a moment and added, "I couldn't find the bag you used to pack my things the other day. So, I bought one that's
similar on Amazon. It looks almost identical, doesn't it? The fake is just as good as the real thing.