Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1912
Aldor helplessly said, "I wasn't joking. Don't you know how Mrs. Kane is? She would never allow anyone to mistreat her at
anytime, let alone when she's pregnant now. Why would you even do that to her? Do you want something to happen to the
baby?"
"I didn't..."
Keegan felt helpless too and took a while before he said," Help me figure out how to cheer her up."
Aldor was straightforward with it. "Just tell her that you've recovered your memory. She'll be very happy and forget about what
happened."
Aldor's response left him speechless.
"Apart from that."
Aldor thought for a moment and said, "Fall into the river again. She'll then feel sorry for you and forgive you for what you did."
Keegan gritted his teeth. "Can you come up with a proper suggestion?"
Aldor sighed. "Mr. Kane, I graduated with a degree in science and engineering, yet you're asking me for relationship advice.
Honestly, this is beyond my capabilities."
'I wonder what wicked sins I have committed in my past life that I have to appease the heiress of the Kane family and
also help the heir. I'm not paid enough for this!' Aldor thought to himself.
"Just pretend to be drunk."
Aldor softly continued, "Mrs. Kane always treats you better when you're drunk."
Keegan paused and ended the call the next second.
Aldor was shocked.
'Is he not even going to thank me?'

After hanging up, he turned around and saw that Aurora had emptied the magazine again. However, she finally hit one balloon
this time.
The stall owner continued to butter her up. "I told you that you can do this. You'll get better after playing for a few more rounds.
As long as you can shoot twenty balloons consecutively, you can pick any prize from the top row."
Aurora took out her wallet and bought another magazine of bullets.
Aldor looked at the time and thought to himself, 'With her skills, we'll probably leave this place when the sun comes up. n
He then walked forward and took the airsoft gun from Aurora's hand.
Aurora frowned. "What are you doing?"
Aldor held the gun up and said indifferently, "Go pick your prize."
Aurora was in disbelief. "You're bragging too much. Can you really hit twenty balloons in a row?"
Aldor chuckled. "What if I can?"
Aurora did not believe him at all, and she said, "I'll take the blame for calling off our engagement."
"You said it yourself. Don't drag me into this."
Aurora glared at him. "Let's see if you can walk the talk."
Aldor chuckled again and stopped speaking.
Then, Aurora witnessed how Aldor hit every balloon with every shot he fired.
The entire wall of balloons was shot into the shape of a heart by Aldor.
The stall owner exclaimed, "Young man, you're unbelievably good. Why didn't you play earlier?"
Aldor put down the gun and teased Aurora, "I have to let the lady have fun first."
Aurora's heart pounded, as she clenched her fists and looked away.

The stall owner had earned enough money from them, so he was still delighted although Aldor had won the prize. "Go on, pick
your prize. I'll get it for you," he said.
Aurora's heart was still racing when she heard Aldor say by her ear, "Lady, please pick one."
Aurora instinctively stepped back, covered her ears, and glowered at him. "Don't get so close to me."
Aldor backed off but still spoke in a gentle tone. "Hurry up and pick one. The people working for Mrs. Kane Sr. are still watching
us."
Aurora pouted, looked at the top row, and finally picked a plush rabbit.
When Stella came back down from upstairs, Keegan was nowhere to be found.
'This scumbag is not having a "good time" with Jaylene, is he?' Stella thought to herself.
She walked around the house and suddenly heard some noise in the kitchen. She paused for a moment and walked over.
She saw the fridge wide open, and there was a figure sneakily standing in front of it. She tilted her head slightly and noticed
Keegan looking at the bottle of wine she found with a deep and troubled expression. It was as if he was in some kind of dilemma.
Just as Stella was about to speak, Keegan suddenly opened the bottle and began downing it.

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