Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1805
Stella's expression immediately changed. "You useless thing! My average cost has been raised to six dollars now! How can I
show off my thriftiness to Keegan?"
Keegan was speechless.
He cleared his throat softly, and Stella stopped, quickly hiding the cup behind her back.
Keegan looked at the broken pieces on the floor and suggested, "Why not just sit on the floor? I can still see them. It
Stella froze.
She angrily brought her hand from behind her back, glaring at Keegan. "Why didn't I hear you coming up? Are you trying to scare
me?"
Keegan glanced at the door, which had finally stopped swinging after he had pushed it, and remarked, "My bad, next time I'll just
tear the door down."
His comment left Stella completely speechless. She cursed in her mind, 'What an asshole!'
Ignoring him, Stella grabbed another cup, determined to give it another try.
Keegan approached and crouched down. "What are you doing?"
"Isn't it obvious? I'm drilling the cup."
Stella marked the bottom of the cup with a pen and turned on the electric drill again.
"It’s going to break," Keegan warned.
Stella clenched her teeth. "Don’t jinx it, okay?"
With determination, she drilled toward the marked spot again. As expected, it broke once more.
"See, I told you it'd break," Keegan remarked.
Stella's expression turned grim. "It's all your fault!"

Keegan appeared to smile, but the dim lighting made it hard for Stella to discern his expression.
Instead, she heard Keegan explain, "You're using the wrong drill bit and the wrong drilling mode.
"The cold weather is making the ceramic brittle. If you keep going like this, you'll probably break seventy percent of the cups
here."
Upon hearing Keegan's advice, Stella didn't dare to continue drilling.
"I followed the tutorials. It works fine in the videos."
Looking at the floor covered in ceramic pieces, Keegan asked, "Even after all these failed attempts, do you still trust that
tutorial?"
Stella kept quiet.
Keegan grabbed a drill bit from the toolbox nearby, took the electric drill from Stella, and swapped the drill bit. Then, he soaked
the cup in water for a while before drilling it at the marked spot.
Stella held her breath, fearing the same outcome, but Keegan managed to drill a round, smooth hole without any visible cracks.
Initially impressed, Stella met Keegan's teasing gaze and quickly looked away, clearing her throat. "You got lucky. I'll be
impressed if you can drill the rest without any mishaps."
For some reason, Keegan chuckled. Stella thought that Keegan would not help her with drilling the remaining cups. However,
much to her surprise, Keegan proceeded to take a new cup and expertly drilled holes in each one, one after the other, without
uttering a word.
Each hole was drilled perfectly, much better than what she had done.
Stella pursed her lips and said, "I'm impressed. Good job."
Keegan kept quiet as he thought to himself. 'Does she think I don't realize she's trying to provoke me?'
"Did you buy these cups just for planting flowers?"

"Duh," Stella added soil into the cups as she spoke, "They're not for your use. How could a powerful CEO like yourself use such
cheap cups?"
She kept muttering, "You've been harping on about those ten- dollar forks for two years."
Keegan was at loss for words.
The weather was chilly, and Keegan noticed Stella's finger had turned red. He gently brushed them and offered, "Show me how,
I'll take care of it for you."
Somewhat surprised, Stella agreed to his offer.
Stella showed Keegan how to plant the flowers. Surprisingly, despite his skill in drilling holes, Keegan proved to be clumsy while
planting. He almost knocked off all the leaves before finally managing to plant the flower in the cup.
Stella observed the remaining three leaves, her lips trembling, and asked, "Does this look okay?"