Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted (Stella and Keegan)
Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted By Eleven Jewell Chapter 192

Chapter 192

Keegan glanced at Stella's expression. Her eyes were narrowed and seductive as if she was a fox that had eaten to its heart's content.

He swallowed. Just as he was about to speak, Vermont cut in and teased, "Stella, why don't you ask if the bracelet comes with a free gift? Keegan looked like he likes free gifts." Keegan's expression darkened. "Since when did I like free gifts?"

Vermont blinked.

"Did Stella give your pair of socks to Marshall after you two had a fight last time?"

Stella chortled. "It's not that he doesn't like free gifts; he just isn't happy with me casually disposing of his things. It's simply him being possessive."

'Possessive...' thought Vermont.

He smiled with his eyes for a while. Just then, someone came over looking for him. After he bid them goodbye, he walked away.

Stella grabbed Keegan's hand. "Come on. Pick one."

Keegan lowered his gaze and looked at Stella's pale, smooth palm. Then, he slightly tightened his grip.

'I always say that all Stella thinks about is money, but the truth is she always shares it with me whenever she receives a windfall,' he thought.

At that thought, Keegan glanced at the price of the cufflinks. The most expensive one was thirty-eight thousand.

He paused and thought again. 'Although the amount she's sharing isn't much.'

The cufflinks were from a niche brand, so their products were not too expensive. However, the salesperson was really friendly and kept on recommending various styles to Stella. Stella grabbed each of them and held them over Keegan's cuffs.

Meanwhile, Keegan let her be and said coolly, "How did you know Kevin Blamer?"

"That guy? He's a schoolmate from high school. We also went to the same middle school and were classmates in a few grades."

"Why is he picking on you so much?"

Truthfully, Stella could not figure out the reason either.

Stella remembered her middle school days with Kevin. They were classmates as well as deskmates, and their relationship was not exactly bad. The only difference worth mentioning was that they had incompatible perspectives.

When Stella was in her teens, Stella had a more liberal view on young love and believed in enjoying the moment. She perceived that girls and boys should just be together if they liked each other. And, if they did not like each other, they should just break up.

On the other hand, Kevin had a more traditional and reserved view on relationships. Stella

would talk to Kevin about the rumors of dating in their class, but Kevin would have a tense expression and say that it was frivolous for students to seek pleasure when their parents were spending money on their education.

Stella remembered that one day, one of her friends borrowed her notes and found a love letter inside. The letter was well-written but cheesy, so she had no idea who it was from. When she was not in class, he classmates passed the letter around, causing a stir and rumors of Stella dating to spread. After that, Kevin seemed to distance himself from her and eventually changed his seat with the teacher's help. Stella assumed that he might have been disgusted by her for dating at a young age. Since they were not that close, Stella had forgotten about it. She was now surprised to learn that he had become Sophia's fanboy.

After Keegan heard about the love letter, he pursed his lips.

"How about the person who gave you the love letter? Did you two end up together?"

"Who knows who wrote it?" Stella buttoned a silver-white cufflink for him. Then, she continued, "Back then, I received love letters every day. Was I supposed to date every single one of them? Besides, that love letter was so cheesy. I couldn't stand it."

'She received love letters every day...' thought Keegan.

His eye twitched.

He thought again, 'Isn't she scared of biting her tongue when she's lying?'

"Didn't you think of dating someone when you were that popular?"

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