Chapter 1694
"Keegan, if you've got a bone to pick, just lay it out straight. There’s no need for these cryptic jabs. If you're wondering where
Stella was when you went missing, I can fill you in," Marshall's voice cut through the tension.
"You got shoved into the river, and she jumped right in after you without hesitation. You were missing, and she wasn't doing any
better either. She had a high fever for three consecutive days and was covered in frostbite!
"You were nowhere to be found, and she did not know what to do. She even turned to divine intervention, scaling a steep
mountain just to carve your name on a stone, believing it would bring you back safely!" Marshall continued.
"Enough..." Stella's voice wavered as she spoke softly.
Marshall's expression stayed stern, but his tone grew more emotional, "The path to the summit is only about 12 inches wide.
One wrong step, and she could've died! You refused to come out of hiding for the sake of luring out the person behind your
kidnapping. And now you're asking where she was during your disappearance? You should be grateful she's alive! How dare you
blame her?!"
Seeing things unfold, Dahlia realized that Keegan genuinely did not remember Stella. Not just that, but he probably did not recall
many other things, like when he kicked her out of the Kane residence and when she drugged Stella, causing her infertility.
As soon as Marshall finished speaking, Dahlia spoke up," Well, aren't you Mr. Know-It-All? I've never heard nor seen anything
you said. All I know is that she was eager to get involved with you after Keegan went missing. You two went parachuting and
skiing and even attended a concert together. Why would she do that with another man if she truly cared about Keegan?"
"Shut your filthy mouth, Dahlia!" Trevor sternly interjected." You tried to reduce the manpower in the search and rescue team two
weeks after Keegan's accident. If we hadn't continued sending more people out there to look for him, I'm sure you would've
arranged his funeral by now."
Wenham's demeanor became serious. This was the first time he did not step in as Trevor challenged an elder. It was clear that
Dahlia had pushed him to his limits.
Dahlia's expression changed when she heard that. Fearing that Keegan would hold a grudge against her, she hastily said, "The
rescue team suggested reducing manpower, emphasizing that the optimal rescue time had passed. They said that he would
likely be dead even if we found him. I was simply following their advice. Do any of you know the pain I felt from having to think
about my own son's funeral?"
Tears welled in her eyes as she said, "I would never give up on you, Keegan. I was losing sleep thinking about you. I thank God
for hearing my prayers. Thank goodness you're safe. Otherwise, how would Aurora and I go on without you."
Upon hearing that, Felicity could not hold herself back. She bit the hand that was covering her mouth and said, "Stop with the
nonsense, you crazy old hag! How dare you try to shift the blame onto others! You were in a rush to declare Keegan dead and
claim his inheritance two weeks into his disappearance. If Keegan hadn't written Stella down as his primary heir, he would have
come back to nothing! How dare -Mm-"
Before she could finish her words, Vermont covered her mouth again.
Dahlia looked suspicious and angrily scolded, "You despicable woman! You're the one who's spouting nonsense! n
"Fu- Off- You- Mm-"
Vermont smiled apologetically and said, "She's had a bit too much to drink. All of you may continue."
Felicity squirmed in his arms and almost slipped. That was when he decided to lift her and carry her out of the room.
Keegan remained unfazed, seemingly unbothered by Felicity's disrespectful words toward Dahlia.
Having detached herself from her perplexing emotions a while ago, Stella gazed at the man before her. He looked the same, yet
his attitude was not. "Keegan, I need to speak with you privately," she said in a serious voice.