Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1238

Chapter 1238

Peter scowled after being exposed. Embarrassed and frustrated, he got up and said, 'What are you implying? Are

you saying that I'm stealing from the company?"

Keegan's face remained cold. 'I don't know. That's why I decided to let the authorities handle the matter. The cops

should be here any time now."

Peter's complexion turned pale, as he did not expect Keegan to take such extreme measures.

At the same time, Chandler wore a grim expression. He had assured his colleagues that he had everything under

control just before the meeting. Little did he know that Keegan would report the incident to the police.

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"Are you out of your mind, Keegan? You're tearing the company apart!" exclaimed Chandler.

Keegan remained unfazed and replied, "I'm just getting rid of the trash." He glanced around the room and

continued, "Now, let's get back to the performance of each department."

Chandler was infuriated.

Aldor pondered for a moment and decided to text Baldwin about the situation.

'Things are getting a little out of hand. Mrs. Kane Sr. would know what to do,' he thought. 'From now on, I have to

be more cautious around Mr. Kane and avoid stepping on his toes.'

Meanwhile, Marshall was looking for a place to have dinner when he received an urgent call. When he answered

the phone, he heard a woman sobbing. ’Mr. Moore, I... I want to drop the lawsuit...

"Aaahll!"

Before Marshall could respond, he heard the woman scream in agony, followed by glass shattering. "Are you

fucking calling another man, bitch?!" said a man on the other line. Then came a series of loud noises, and the call

ended abruptly.

Stella and Felicity exchanged concerned looks, knowing that the woman was being abused.

Marshall furrowed his brow and immediately called the number back, but no one picked up. His face darkened, and

he made a quick U-turn. "Sorry, girls. Dinner might have to wait. I need to check on my client," he said.

"Forget about dinner. Someone's life is in danger," Stella assured him, reaching for her phone. "What's your client's

address? I'll call 911."

Marshall sped through traffic, and they arrived at a residential area after a few minutes. The place was a slum, with

cars parked haphazardly around the road. Marshall stopped in front of a building and said to the two women, "Stay

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in the car. I'll be back."

"Be careful. Don't try to fight the man. The police will be here soon,’ said Stella.

Marshall nodded and headed upstairs. Shortly after he left, Felicity expressed her concerns. "The man on the phone

sounded scary as fuck. I hope Marshall will be okay. Should we go up and help?"

Stella hesitated and said, "We don't know what's going on up there. Getting involved might make things worse. Let's

wait for the cops."

Before Felicity could respond, a piece of glass fell from upstairs, landing several feet away from the car.

Both of the women were shocked. Felicity rolled down the window and looked up to see what was happening. That

was when her face changed." OH MY GOD! Marshall has been pushed against the window!" she yelled.