Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 457
"Keegan." Vermont twisted the bottle and took a sip. "I was finally able to contact him. He'd probably arrive at half past ten."
Marshall paused and said in a low tone, "That's good."
Vermont turned around and took a look inside the funeral parlor. "What about Stella?"
"Watching the mortician do the makeup," Marshall answered.
Vermont shuddered and mumbled under his breath, "She really has a lot of guts."
The funeral parlor had done Rainee's makeup as per Stella's instructions. The makeup artist was quite proficient. When they
called for Stella to take a look, she immediately felt like she was seeing Rainee as she was years ago. Her hair was still black,
and there was still flesh on her cheeks. When she did not smile, she seemed slightly serious. She lay there quietly as if she was
asleep.
The mortician asked Stella if she wanted to give Rainee shoes to wear. There was a saying in Rivera that when a close family
member passes away, if her next of kin helps her wear shoes, the deceased would be able to find their way home during Tomb-
Sweeping day or Ghost Festival.
Stella refused. She said nonchalantly, "If people become souls when they die, I hope she would never return to this home."
'This wasn't even worthy of being called a home,' she thought.
Just before nine o'clock, people started to enter the funeral in droves. With Vermont and Marshall there, the venue seemed very
orderly. With the two big shots, the Snyder family and the Moore family, present to pass the incense and lead the way, Rainee's
memorial had at least seemed respectable.
Stella was dressed in all black. Her hair was coiled into a bun behind her head. A single white flower was stuck to the side, and
she wore mourning apparel. She did not wear makeup, so her face seemed cold and clean. When she heard the people who had
come to mourn say, "My condolences, ’ she would numbly nod her head and thank them.
Outside the funeral parlor, Xavier got down from the car. He pulled the passenger side door open, and a girl wearing earth-
colored clothes walked out of the vehicle. She was about 1.65 meters tall. Her complexion was fair, and she seemed very skinny.
She had a tiny face with slightly elongated eyes. Her features were exquisite.

"Brother, this funeral parlor is tiny," the little girl mumbled quietly.
Trevor came down from the other side. He tapped her forehead once and said, "Don't talk nonsense later when you are in front
of people. That's the person who saved your life.”
Jaylene rubbed her forehead and said in a soft voice, "I know. Don't keep tapping on other people's heads. Do you know how old
I am?"
Trevor twitched his lips to smile. "However old you are, you're still my sister."
He held Jaylene, saying, "Let's go and light an incense for her."
Albert had not expected that so many people would come today. Just by the gate alone, there were tens of luxury cars there. At
such a small funeral parlor, there were so many people.
When he arrived at the scene, with just a glance at the venue, he did not want to get out of the car.
In the end, Hylda had to coax Albert to get out of the car. He walked into the funeral parlor carefully. Many people turned around
to look at him on the way, but no one talked to him.
Albert shamelessly walked into the venue for the memorial. When Vermont saw him, he raised his eyebrows and thought, 'He
really doesn't care to be ashamed, and he still has the nerve to show up here.'
Vermont was usually a talkative person and eloquent person. However, on this occasion, he was too lazy to bother with this
person. He threw a few incenses at Albert and did not bother with him. Albert lit an incense for Rainee and walked in front of
Stella. Out of habit, he spoke in a scolding tone to her that he used in the past, "Your mother passed away, yet why didn't you
inform me?"
Stella's face fell. 'How could he have the audacity to ask such a shameless question?' Stella thought.
Before Stella could answer, Trevor's voice came from behind. "Mr. Jewell, your wife passed away, yet you didn't know. Shouldn't
you ask yourself that question?" i