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Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1591
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Chapter 1591

Stella spotted the approaching figure and momentarily froze.

It was Marshall.

'Okay, fine. I’ll admit he's good-looking. But Keegan is slightly more handsome than him,1 thought Stella.

She had infrequent encounters with Marshall following the banquet her family held to announce her return. Due to

a prior commitment, he was unable to attend the product launch, but he made sure to send two flower baskets in

his absence.

Over a month had passed since then, and Marshall seemed a little slender. His features had become more defined,

but his smile remained gentle. His appearance suggested he had been at a party. He was dressed in a crisp white

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suit, projecting an image of refined sophistication.

When Marshall approached the store, Stella greeted him with a smile and said, "Mr. Moore, what brings you here?"

"I attended a wedding nearby and figured I'd stop by since I haven't been here since you took over. Not gonna lie, I

was worried you wouldn't be here," he explained, offering a bag of candy. "Here are some sweets from the

wedding. We can share the joy."

Stella grabbed a handful of candies and took one for herself. She passed the rest to Kayla and said, "The flower

baskets were more than enough, considering your busy

schedule. I'm afraid I would have to pay you for your time if you were to show up to the grand reopening."

Marshall joined in the banter, "Perhaps you could treat me to a meal to make up for last time."

Stella paused, suddenly recalling the time when she had just divorced, and Marshall had helped her with the

defamation lawsuit. She offered to treat him to a meal as compensation. However, due to Keegan's antics, they

never got to enjoy it. It had been so long since then. Stella did not expect Marshall to still remember.

"Alright. It's a deal," she laughed.

Stella turned to Kayla and said, "Ms. Wilson, this is my- My partner's childhood friend, Mr. Moore. He's a pro in the

law field. If you ever have legal concerns, he's the man to go to. You're practically guaranteed a win in any lawsuit

that comes your way."

She then looked at Marshall and continued, "Mr. Moore, this lovely lady here is Ms. Wilson, the daughter of Mark

Wilson from Mark Energy. She's also a friend of mine. You two should get acquainted while I go settle some stuff."

Kayla confidently extended her hand, "Hello, I'm Kayla."

Marshall greeted her with a brief handshake. "Marshall," he said and stared at Stella while Kayla sized him up.

Stella was wrapped up in her conversation with the store manager as Marshall stood by patiently. He was watching

her with an indescribable emotion behind his eyes.

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Previously, the Moore family had arranged for an acquaintance to introduce Kayla to Marshall, hoping to set them

up. Her parents had a favorable impression of the Moores, so they approved the request without consulting her.

Although they did not push her to date Marshall, they hoped she would give him a chance.

Kayla's parents doted on her greatly, and she did not want to upset them over a small matter. So, she agreed.

On the day of the blind date, Kayla's car broke down on the way. She called for a mechanic and took a cab to her

date. She arrived at the coffee shop a little after the scheduled time. That was when a waiter handed her a note

that read, "I don't like people who are late. I'm afraid we're incompatible."

That incident infuriated Kayla.

She could not help but feel irritated when she realized the guy she deemed attractive earlier was the same person

who wrote that note. However, she remained silent.

Once Stella finished her conversation with the store manager, she walked over and said, "Give me ten minutes. The

three of us can go out for a meal after I attend to something upstairs."