Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1998

Chapter 1998

Stella, usually adept at handling precarious situations, now faced a new challenge. Jaylene's phone

was locked, and she did not know the password. Keegan then took the phone. He paused momentarily

before entering his own birthday as the passcode.

"Quite the romantic, isn't she?" Stella remarked sarcastically.

He responded with a half-smile. Then, he ingeniously activated the reverse wireless charging feature

on Jaylene’s phone, attaching his own phone to its back to drain the battery.

"Such a feature exists?" Stella exclaimed, astonished.

Keegan answered dryly, "If you paid attention to more than just the camera pixels when buying a

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phone, you'd find it has other uses."

Stella fell silent as he opened several battery-draining apps on Jaylene's phone to accelerate the

battery depletion.

Once the setup was complete, Keegan excused himself to talk to York, leaving Stella alone with the

phone. Curiosity got the better of her, and she opened Jaylene's WhatsApp, finding Keegan's contact.

She paused.

Jaylene had saved Keegan's name as "Kee," with the chat background being his photo. In the picture,

a thinner, somewhat unwell Keegan sat by a window, bathed in soft sunlight. The text below read:

[Waiting for you for ten years is nothing.!

In a typical romance , this would be a poignant moment. But to Stella, it seemed disgustingly

over-sentimental, she managed to control her emotions and refrained from deleting Keegan's contact

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and the photo. Calming herself, Stella browsed through Jaylene's photo album, noting the conspicuous

absence of pictures from when Keegan was missing.

Digging deeper, she discovered a password-protected album. Tentatively, she used Keegan's birthday

as the password. It unlocked, revealing numerous photos and videos of him.

With her emotions swirling, Stella began transferring the files to her phone. Time was against her, and

she grew increasingly anxious. She thought, 'Darcie could arrive in any minute, and I'm only halfway

through.'

Suddenly, the door opened, startled, Stella turned to see Keegan. She complained, "Don't you make

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any noise when you walk? You scared me."

Keegan approached her and asked, "How much battery had been drained?"

He noticed the phone's screen and asked, "what are you doing?"

"Collecting evidence," Stella replied.

Realizing her actions, Keegan remarked, "You're invading her privacy, you know?"

Stella shot back, "It's not an invasion. She took photos of my husband without permission. If anything,

she's the one invading your privacy."

Taken aback by her convoluted logic, Keegan responded, "I'm not a private property."

Stella nodded confidently, "You're my secretly married husband."

He was left speechless once more by her bold comeback.

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