Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted (Stella and Keegan)
Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted By Eleven Jewell Chapter 120

Chapter 120

Keegan twisted the strand of hair on his fingertips and nonchalantly said, "There's a strand of gray hair."

Stella looked down and saw that he really had a strand of gray hair in his hand.

She was so furious that she was at a loss for words. 'Isn't he aware that this is not the right time to pluck my gray hair? What is wrong with him? Is he sick or something?' The secret squabble between the two attracted everyone's attention.

Trevor looked at the two of them and smiled. "The last time we met Keegan, we were high school students. I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, he had already married a smart and virtuous beauty."

Stella smiled humbly, but what she thought was that Keegan finally had a discerning friend. "Stella is one of the most courageous ladies I have ever met," said Marshall.

He then told everyone in detail about how Stella had rescued Jaylene in the restroom last night. Stella did not replace her rescue of Jaylene to be a particularly impressive feat. After all, retrieving an object from a toilet bowl with her bare hands was hardly a desirable task, especially if it was not to save a life.

Marshall recounted Stella's actions as if they were a tale of bravery. If she was not the main character in that tale, she would have thought that he was speaking of a different person; a

heroine.

Cordelia listened with immense pride and then started speaking highly of her granddaughter-in-law. The conversation shifted into a continuous stream of compliments for Stella.

Stella was happy at the beginning. But, when the conversation went further, she got embarrassed.

Keegan also looked at her with a cynical eye, as if he was questioning whether who they praised was the same person sitting in front of him.

As they chatted, Cordelia suddenly sighed, "When are you two going to give me a great-grandchild so that I will have no more regrets in my life?"

Stella wrapped her fingers and looked down without speaking.

Keegan showed no intention to discuss the subject either. He had been the one opposing the idea of having children in the first place, so it was no surprise that he was avoiding the topic.

In the end, Trevor broke the silence. "Young people have their own ideas. For certain things, it's best to let nature take its course." Then, he changed the topic. "Cordelia, I heard you have a few horses. I'm quite interested in equestrian sports myself."

When the topic shifted to horses, Cordelia's thoughts were instantly drawn away from her yearning for a great-grandchild.

Several of Cordelia's horses were strong and sturdy. Two of them had even won places in races. Whenever she mentioned those horses, she would talk as if they were her precious treasures. Apparently, Trevor did not simply bring up the topic. He did know horses very well. Cordelia rarely met a bosom friend, so when they reached the exciting part of their conversation, she rose from her seat, wanting to take everyone to the horse farm for horseback riding.

"It's time for you to check your blood sugar level," said Keegan while stopping Cordelia's wayward decision.

Although Cordelia enjoyed having fun, she took her own well-being very seriously. "I'm not going, then. Take these gentlemen to look around with Stella and come back for dinner later."

When they arrived, the stable worker was grooming the horses.

Cordelia's horse farm was well-made, and the horses were well-bred and of strong physique.

As someone approached, all the horses in the stable eagerly poked their heads out of their stalls, except for one. That horse was a sleek black beauty with shiny hair and well-defined muscles. But, it did not stir. In fact, it turned its back on the approaching figure, Stella. Its name was Juno.

Stella took an apple and tried to entice Juno. "Juno, do you want an apple?" she called out, waving the fruit in her hand.

But, Juno simply swiveled its hindquarters around, presenting its rear end to her.

Stella was speechless. 'Like hell, Juno likes me!'