Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted (Stella and Keegan)
Chapter 403

Chapter 403

Keegan could not help but be curious when he saw Stella so engrossed in a book. 'Is she really that fascinated by a book about world history? What chapter is she in?' He leaned in closer, and then his lips twitched.

He noticed that there was a phone tucked in the book that Stella had spread out. On the screen of the phone was a livestream video of a male internet celebrity.

That man's tank top was drenched with sweat, indicating that he had just finished a strenuous workout. The light shone off his glistening body and face. Although Keegan could not make out what the man was saying, a stream of "yes" comments flooded the live chat. Stella, on the other hand, repeatedly hit the "like" button on the screen. Suddenly, that man began to remove his tank top.

Keegan was at a loss for words. 'I thought she was reading to cultivate herself, but she's watching this?' With a scowl, he took the book away from her. The phone, which had been leaning against the book, fell onto Stella's lap.

Stella finally came back to her senses and took off her earphones. "Are you done with your work?"

Keegan did not say a word. Instead, he picked up her phone, unfollowed the internet celebrity for her, and then blocked that account with one tap.

Stella was speechless. "Keegan, you're way too controlling! You seriously want to dictate who I follow?"

Keegan glanced at her and said, "You shouldn't watch these kinds of shallow videos too much. They're not doing any favors for your intellect."

"Are videos of people dancing considered shallow now? Tell me, what accounts do you follow that aren't shallow?" she retorted, snatching Keegan's phone from his hand and shaking it teasingly. With Keegan's finger, she unlocked it and launched the short video app.

Surprisingly, Keegan did not stop her. He simply watched her actions and said in a calm voice, "The accounts I follow are at least better than the ones you're following."

"I don't believe you," Stella said, clicking on his following list. To her surprise, he only followed one account, which was hers. Stella was stunned. Keegan spoke in a flat tone, "At least the ones I follow have substance, unlike the ones you follow, which are just empty shells."

Stella was speechless. Her slight touchy feeling was instantly shattered by Keegan's words.

"How was it?" Keegan muttered. "Aren't they better than what you've been paying attention to?"

Stella gritted her teeth and threw her phone at him.

Just as he was about to retort, somebody knocked on the door.

Keegan straightened up and said, "Come in."

Sophia walked into the room holding a file, but when she saw Stella, she was caught off guard. Her cheeks began to ache again, and she struggled to maintain her composure. Suppressing her anger, Sophia lowered her voice and said, "Hello, Mr. Kane. Stella, you're here."

Stella smirked. Sometimes Stella had to admire Sophia's resilience. For years, Sophia had been hiding in Stella's family as an adopted daughter, carefully concealing the fact that she was Albert's illegitimate daughter. Stella had to give Sophia credit for her endurance in keeping up such a charade.

Sophia was smarter than Aurora. Even though Stella had just slapped her last night, Sophia was still able to greet Stella in front of Keegan calmly. Keegan asked, "What do you want?"

"The speech draft for the recruitment talk in the afternoon is ready. I was hoping you could take a look and see if there's anything that needs to be changed," Sophia said, handing him the file. Keegan did not take it. Instead, he replied, 'Jackson is in charge of reviewing the speech draft. Go replace him."

"He already read it, and he said this is a very important event at Trinity University and that you should personally read it to avoid any mistakes." Keegan frowned. He then reached out and took the file.

Sophia's speech draft was not much different from the company's previous ones, except there was an excessive focus on promoting her own achievements. Her personal growth story took up almost half of the over 10,000-word draft.