All Chapters of Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted: Chapter 721 - Chapter 730

Cordelia did not answer Dahlia's question. Instead, she asked, "How many years has it been since Quentin's death?""Sixteen years," Dahlia said."Sixteen years, seven months, and nine days to be exact," the old lady said indifferently. "He was gone on the first day of the new year."Dahlia seemed a little sad. "Yeah. It's been so many years," she whispered."You haven't gotten remarried for sixteen years, yet you want Keegan to find a new partner after two months of getting a divorce. Have you ever thought of what it's like for him?"Dahlia's face changed. "It's not the same, Cordelia. Quentin and I have been in love for so many years. He and Stella agreed to get divorced."Cordelia leered at her and said, "If you really love Quentin, where were you when the lab he was in caught on fire?"Dahlia's heart tightened, and she wanted to cry instantly. "Are you still blaming me for what happened?"The old lady put down the scissors and calmly said, "Quentin asked me to treat you well

Stella thought that Marshall was a good friend too, but she would not want to play video games with him all night. She felt that the friendship would be ruined if the boundaries were crossed.Stella thought about it for a while and reminded Felicity that being friends with Vermont and being his partner were two different things. It was best if she did her research.The corners of Felicity's eyes twitched as she said, "You're overthinking this, babe. I would never fall for him. He's a player, and I'm not. I'd never want something I can't keep."Stella smiled and said, "Whether it's him or Dr. Steven, it's better to get to know each other first." She wanted to keep Felicity safe from whatever she had gone through before."Okay. You can go now."Stella wore her shoes, tidied up her hair, and went out. Not long after Stella had left, the doorbell rang. Felicity rinsed her mouth and said loudly, "Coming. Did you forget to take something?"She then ran to the entrance and opened the do

Darcie looked indifferent and explained, "Jaylene is my ex-husband's child, but Wenham treats me well and treats Jaylene as her own."Quentin's old classmates were a little embarrassed, and one of them tried to smooth things over. "Wenham is a slave to his daughter. I heard that he moved his business abroad to find a doctor for Ms. Saun. It seems that she is really spoiled."The others quickly followed and said, "Jaylene's eyebrows and eyes do look a bit like Wenham, and their father-daughter relationship is deep."The matter then passed. The students had reached the age of knowing their own destiny. The children of those who married late were going to get married soon, and those who got married early had become grandparents. All they talked about was their children. Whose daughter married a diplomat, whose son settled overseas and married a foreigner, and whose family had another grandson...Keegan was not interested in any of the topics they were discussing. He would not have com

Stella looked at the money in her bank account and felt a headache coming on. She transferred ten dollars to Keegan and said, [Stop sending me money. Just text me.][No,] Keegan wrote as he sent her one million dollars. He then sent another one million with the words, [This is me showing my financial capability and my sincerity.]Stella sent him 10 dollars again with the caption, [...]Keegan looked at the remark, and his eyes softened. He unconsciously smiled. Jaylene saw his expression, and her heart beat faster. "How's work these days, Keegan?" she whispered."It's alright," Keegan replied while he was busy transferring money to Stella.Jaylene watched him enter his passcode again and again, so he could not help but say, "Are you ordering something?""Nah. I'm investing in my wife," Keegan replied.Jaylene froze for a moment and blushed. 'Keegan is divorced right now. Does he mean that he's planning to get remarried again?' Her mood was affected.Keegan did not pay her any a

After a few rounds of drinks, everyone started playing games in the room. The smell of smoke and alcohol mingled, making the room air unbearably cloudy.The colleague next to Stella drunkenly persuaded her to have another drink. But, Stella waved her hand through bleary eyes."I... I'm... going to the washroom. We'll... continue when I'm back," she said woozily.The colleague delightedly urged her, "Hurry... Hurry up."Stella grunted in response and staggered to her feet. Then, she stumbled her way to the door and opened it before going out.Leighton turned his head and glanced at her. Then, he stood up and said, "I'm going outside to get some air."Stella immediately straightened her back the moment she went out the door.She stretched her arms in the corridor. Then, she did a few standing splits.Her flexibility was amazing. She did not look like the drunken person she was moments ago.'Sitting in that tiny, little chair was so uncomfortable,' she thought.Stella moved arou