Mr. Kane Got cklisted By Eleven Jewell Chapter 123


    Chapter 123


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    Trevor gasped for air as he took off his helmet. “Your horse must have taken performance- enhancing


    drugs!” he used.


    Keegan snorted and said, “Stop making excuses. Now, call me big brother.”


    Trevor smiled. “I admit my defeat, my dear big brother.”


    Keegan lowered his gaze and asked Marshall, who was nearby, “Did you get it on video?”


    Marshall waved his phone. “Yeah, the quality’s great.”


    Trevor’s lips twitched. “You two are really childish!”


    Keegan ignored him and spoke to Marshall instead. “Send me a copy.


    Trevor was left speechless.


    As he grabbed a bottle of water, Trevor asked, “Where’s Ste?”


    Keegan then noticed that Ste was no longer there, and his jacket and tie were left behind on the


    seat.


    Marshall filled them in. “Ste said it was too sunny, so she went back to the house.”


    Trevor looked at the sky. It was cloudy today; the sunlight was not intense, and a dense cloud hovered


    above. It was about to rain.


    Everyone could figure that it was an excuse Ste had used to leave the horse farm.


    Trevor smiled and said, “Ladies are delicate. My sister needs an umbre even on cloudy days.”


    Keegan pursed his lips and said nothing.


    When the trio returned, Ste was helping with the dishes, and Cordelia beckoned them to wash their


    hands and get ready for dinner.


    Cordelia enjoyed being around young people, especially when the two young men were someone she


    had watched grow up from a young age and had high hopes for. Therefore, she was so happy today


    that even her appetite for food was better than usual.


    After dinner, they gathered for another round of tea with a conversation centered on their childhood


    memories. Ste, however, remained quiet and unable to join in. Under the guise of cutting fruit, she


    quickly excused herself and left the room.


    After lingering in the kitchen for a bit, Ste was shooed out by Cordelia’s housemaid for getting in her


    way. Not wanting to go back to the living room, Ste made her way to the rooftop, intending to spend


    some time there.


    As soon as she arrived, she found Marshall already there, smoking a cigarette.


    At the sound of her approaching, Marshall quickly stubbed out the cigarette. “I’m sorry. I didn’t think that


    anyone would be up here,” he apologized.


    But, Ste just waved her hand. “We’re outside. Feel free to smoke. It doesn’t bother me.”


    Ste felt surprised when she saw Marshall smoke, as he did not seem like the typical smoker. With his


    elegant demeanor, one might have assumed that he was a well–behaved student who


    refrained from smoking or drinking.


    On the other hand, the handsome and aloof Keegan, who exuded a rebellious air, was actually a


    disciplined man who adhered to a strict routine and abstained from smoking and drinking.


    Marshall smiled, but he did not light another cigarette.


    “By the way,” Ste began. “About me hiring you for awsuit, I was thinking maybe…” She was about


    to say, ‘we should just forget about it.‘


    However, before she could finish her sentence, Marshall interjected, “I won’t tell Keegan about it. It’s


    confidential between client andwyer.”


    Hence, Ste felt that she should not continue what she was going to say.


    Marshall then suddenly showed her his cellphone, pointing out a Facebook profile picture. ” Does this


    ount ring a bell?” he asked.


    Ste nced at it and replied, “Of course, I know her. She’s the most aggressive among those who


    have scolded me through direct messages.”


    The insults that the person had hurled at Ste were very harsh. The attack continued even when


    Ste blocked her, as the person would create new ounts with the same profile picture. There was


    no way Ste could forget her.


    To make matters worse, that person even created a Facebookmunity targeting Ste and invited


    other haters to join in on the harassment.


    For two months, Ste was bombarded with hateful messages from them. The constant barrage of


    negativity took a toll on her mental health, causing her to feel depressed. She could not help but


    wonder, ‘Why do people like them have so much time on their hands to defame others on social


    media? If I let this slide, it will only fuel the arrogance of these haters.‘


    Marshall remained quiet for a few moments before he asked, “Do you have any feuds with Ms. Young?”