All Chapters of Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted: Chapter 1011 - Chapter 1020

Stella looked at Keegan as if her eyes were asking, 'What nonsense did you tell Uncle Wenham when I was in the kitchen? When did I ever stand on that for half an hour?'Keegan answered Wenham's question with a straight face. "Stella learned how to dance, so her muscles are more flexible. She can even stand on there for several hours."Stella was speechless.Wenham had completely forgotten the pain in his calves as soon as he heard what Keegan said, and he hurriedly asked, "You learned how to dance before?"So, Stella said, "Just for a few years when I was a kid. However, I don't really remember what I learned during the classes. I'm not good at it."Wenham noted that down inwardly and continued asking, "A friend of mine told me that he watched you play the piano on a cruise party previously, and you were good."Stella replied humbly, "I'm not really good at it, and I can only play one or two pieces well. I'm nothing compared to your daughter."Normally, a parent would modestly a

"It's going to be globally exclusive. Keegan hasn't started mass producing it yet, so if you want one, I'll get him to customize one for you. Don't worry about the price, I'm sure that he'll give you the best offer." Stella paused before asking tentatively, "So, what's your decision?"Wenham kept quiet. He did not expect Stella to only say so many things to him because she was just pitching Keegan's product.Wenham's heart ached. He lamented inwardly, 'Why is my daughter so silly? She was left with nothing after the divorce, yet she's still helping that brat with his business?'Stella figured that her intentions were too obvious after seeing Wenham's silence, so she cleared her throat and said, "I was just asking. You don't have to take it seriously."Wenham could never have to heart to put his precious daughter in an awkward position, so he immediately said, "No, I was just thinking how many units I want."Stella was shocked!"Do you need them for any other purposes?"Wenham re

There were various types of vegetables, fruits, snacks, some frozen tacos, and ready-to-eat meatballs.Vermont froze and stood there in place. He watched how quickly Felicity filled the previously empty fridge with all those foods.He had multiple siblings. Even though he was the youngest one, he did not particularly receive the most attention from his parents.He did not grow up with his parents by his side and he was not very close with his siblings either. Also, his parents often criticized him for the "bad habits" he developed while living in the countryside.So, he moved out after getting into a university. In all these years, he had been living alone, and he would only return home for a day or two when there was a special occasion.However, even those mere two days would be suffering for Vermont.His parents would take pride in his achievements and boast about him to his relatives, thinking that their child had succeeded in life. However, they would not show him any concern

Felicity said, "Come on, Mr. Snyder, be more like a gentleman. I didn't get mad when you said that I lack feminine charm, right? Although you look like a playboy, you're actually a very trustable friend. After all, I'm not dating you, so you being a playboy doesn't affect me at all. We can still get along well as friends."Vermont paused. The phrase "I'm not dating you" sounded very particularly unpleasant to him as he suddenly felt a stifling sense of frustration inside.He scrunched his face and said while gritting his teeth, "Like I would be interested in dating you!"Felicity did not notice that he was throwing a tantrum and thought that he was simply arguing with her as usual. So, she said playfully, "You're right. Mr. Snyder is known to have high standards for women. How could my short legs ever be good enough for him?"Listening to her self-deprecating words that were meant to cheer him up, he felt even worse.He thought to himself. 'Yeah. I have no idea why I would lower m

Inside the box, there were not only cupping tools but also a back massager and essential oil.Vermont was too lazy to go to the shop for a massage session sometimes, so he would call a masseur to come to his house. It was nothing surprising that he actually had all those things at home.Felicity realized that she had gotten herself in trouble as bit the bullet and said, "I would've thought that you run a massage parlor if I don't know you.""Cut the nonsense." Vermont threw her a lighter and said, "Come on, show me how good you are."He lay flat on the sofa, exposing his entire back.Felicity looked at the lighter, then the bottles and jars in the box. She thought about the last time she had cupping therapy and how the therapist did it. She felt like... it was not anything too difficult. 'I only have to do this, then this, and put the jar on his back, right? 'It doesn't require a lot of skills... I guess.'"What are you waiting for?" Vermont urged her. "We're going to play games