Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 959
'Isn't this guy on the plane?
'Did he jump off the plane and come down with a parachute?
'Did he read my message? Is he going to recognize me?'
Vermont then interrupted Stella's thoughts and said, "Why did you come alone? Where's your wife?"
Keegan paused and corrected him. "I'm single."
He was probably afraid that other people would start introducing girls to him like what Marshall had to go through because he
then added, "Still trying to win her heart."
Stella kept quiet.
'He kept his promise by not announcing our relationship to others.'
However, what he said was not any different from blatantly admitting it.
Everyone at the table had the "I knew it" looks on their faces.
Vermont wanted to make fun of him. But, he thought about it and figured that Keegan would always say that they were just
having a small fight between lovers before he got back together with Stella to prove that he was in a relationship with her.
Today, however, he claimed that he was single, and there was only one possibility-he had gotten back together with Stella.
'Fuck!
'Stella should torture him for a little longer.'
Vermont was upset, especially when he saw that even Marshall had a girlfriend. That made him feel even worse.
He glanced at Felicity, who was speaking quietly with Corbin. She would suddenly widen her gaze and cover her mouth to stifle a
laugh as she chatted with Corbin. Vermont's heart felt very sour.

Then, he turned to Stella and said, "Miss Thompson, are there a lot of female teachers at your school? Could you introduce
someone to me if there are any suitable ones?"
Felicity paused and swept her gaze across him. "Don't you have a girlfriend? n
"Are you talking to me?" Vermont glanced at her. "I'm single."
"You clearly-’ Felicity realized that they were in a public place as she spoke halfway, and it would be inappropriate for her to say
some things. So, she glowered at him and said to Stella, "Don't listen to him. He has so many exes that even a train could not fit
all of them. It would be better if you don't introduce anyone to him, especially if you don't want to lose a colleague after he
cheated on her.’
Vermont was speechless.
"Miss Thompson?"
Keegan looked at Stella inquisitively. He paused when he saw Stella's face and brought his brows together.
The expression on his face looked a little strange as he looked at Marshall before shifting his gaze back to Stella.
Just when Stella thought that Keegan had recognized her, she heard that idiot asking, "What's your name?"
Stella was speechless.
Suddenly, she realized that not being recognized by Keegan felt worse than him not reading her text messages.
She stood up and stretched her arm out gracefully. "Nice to meet you. My name is Thompson, Vivian Thompson."
She came up with a strange name that Keegan was unfamiliar with, as she wanted to find out how long it would take for him to
recognize her.
Keegan paused, feeling that the voice and the way she spoke sounded somewhat familiar.
Stella had already shaken his hand before he could realize what was happening.
Stella raised her brows and said, "Mr. Kane, I've heard a lot about you.
Truly, you live up to your reputation. You look very imposing and smart."

She spoke normally, but her hand clasped with Keegan's and secretly scratched his palm.
Keegan immediately shrugged her hand off as if he felt an electric shock, and his expression turned ugly.
Stella's playfulness in her was awakened when she saw how bothered Keegan looked as if he was assaulted. She rubbed her
finger pretentiously and said in a low voice, "Mr. Kane, you're very strong."
As expected, the look on Keegan's face turned even uglier. He began to look a little angry too.
Perhaps it was because she was a woman, or perhaps it was because she came here with Marshall. All Keegan did was pursed
his lips and swept his gaze across her coldly without saying anything. Then, he pulled the chair out and sat down.
Vermont lifted his brows. 'Why does this new girlfriend of Marshall seem so flirty?'
Marshall glanced at Keegan. Then, he looked away and said to Stella, "Do you want to drink some alcohol or fruit juice?"
"Juice, please."
Marshall rinsed the glass in front of her and poured her a glass of pomegranate juice.
However, Stella furrowed her brows. 'I wanted mango...'