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Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 857
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Chapter 857

"What are you doing?!" Georgia struggled while hitting the person who carried her. 'Put me down!" she yelled.

Ralph threw her on the bed and pressed himself against her. Just as he was about to kiss her, Georgia pushed him

away. She pulled out the yellow hairpin and said, ’Tell me. Where did you get this hairpin?!’

Ralph chuckled, took the hair accessory, and put it in her hair. ’The shop owner didn't have any change when I was

buying cigarettes, so he gave me this hairpin instead." As he said that, he grabbed Georgia's chin, looked and her,

and smiled. ’It looks good on you."

Georgia took the hairpin off and held it in her hands. She looked at it for a while and threw it aside while she pursed

her lips. "It's ugly,’ she said.

She then hooked her arms around Ralph's neck and said softly, "My visa is almost done. Wait for me when you get

there. I'll fly over to you after six months."

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"Six months..?" Ralph looked at her and said, ’Isn't that a little too long?"

"It's one semester. I heard that the girls over there are gorgeous," Georgia said slowly.

"Is that so? I guess I'll have to take a good look when I'm there," Ralph replied playfully.

Georgia hit him on the shoulder and stared at him as she said, "Don't you dare!"

Ralph laughed and said, "Okay, okay.’ He grabbed her chin and was about to lean over to kiss her when... BANG!

The reflector fell to the head of the bed, almost hitting Leighton's hand.

Stuart cursed the gods when the shot got interrupted. "What is wrong with you? Is holding that thing so hard?"

The crew member who was holding the reflector was embarrassed. He felt something hit his elbow earlier, so he

subconsciously let go of the reflector. He kept apologizing, but Stuart was not having it.

Suddenly, Vermont's voice came from behind. "It's summer, and the weather is hot. There isn't any air conditioning

here, so getting sweaty hands is normal. Maybe that's why he couldn't hold the thing steadily." Vermont handed

Stuart a glass of watermelon juice and said, "Here, Mr. Winfield. Don't be mad. Let's get back to work after a short

break."

Stuart could only suppress his anger when he saw that it was Vermont. He grabbed the glass of juice and said, "Mr.

Snyder, what brings you here?"

"I'm here to see Yuna, of course. This is the first time she's in a big-screen production. I was worried she'd get stage

fright, so I came to show her support."

Stuart glanced at Vermont and thought, 'Why would a big boss like you come all the way here to watch an actress

with a small supporting role? She doesn't even have much screen time.' He then recalled how much of a gossip

Vermont was and suspected that he was there to see Leighton and Stella.

Without waiting for Stuart to speak, Vermont greeted everyone on set, ’ Come, everyone. I've brought fresh juice

for you guys to relieve the heat. Keep up the hard work!" He then turned around and said, "Hurry up, Keegan!

Distribute the drinks!"

'Keegan?' Stella was fixing her hair when she heard that name. She looked up, and her face changed. Standing next

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to Vermont was a tall man

wearing a mask, a white shirt with sleeves to his wrists, a pair of suit pants, and a pair of leather shoes on a hot day.

When Stella looked over at him, the other party happened to look at her too. 'Who is it if not Keegan?' she thought

as she stared into the unique pair of eyes.

He held chilled, freshly squeezed juice bottles and distributed them to everyone. Stuart glanced at the person with

the mask and asked Vermont," Is he an artist from your company?"

Keegan's eyes were mesmerizing, especially since it was the only exposed part of his face. It was no surprise that

Stuart thought he was an artist for showing up with the boss of an entertainment company. Most of the time, they

would bring newcomers on set and try to push them.

"No," said Vermont. "He's my driver."

Stuart's eyelids twitch at the sound of that. "A driver? Did you... Pick him out from the artists of your company?"

Vermont smiled and said, "Only the top half of his face is good-looking. The bottom half of his face would surely

scare you to death. That's why he's wearing a mask despite the hot weather."