Chapter 1230


    Chapter 1230


    Aldor already knew what Keegan had in mind when he approached him for the custom lighter. Being


    kind-hearted, Aldor was worried that Keegan might offend Trevor, so he tried to talk him out of it. But,


    Keegan dismissed his concern and said, ‘ Just do as you’re told.” Aldor did not expect Keegan to use


    Leighton as a pawn in his game.


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    Despite being friendly toward Trevor and calling him his brother-inw, Keegan kept track of his actions


    and nned his revenge. ‘Sorry, Leighton, but I had to,’ he thought.


    Soon after, Ste emerged from the building. Keegan pulled up in his car, and Ste quickly got in. As


    she fastened her seatbelt, she pulled out three envelopes from her purse and said, “Look at what I


    got..!”


    Keegan could not help but smile when he saw how happy Ste was. “Are those from your


    grandparents?”


    “Yeah, and this one’s from Uncle Daryl, and this is from Mr. Sa – I mean, my dad.” Ste was still trying


    to get used to the idea of having such a loving father like Wenham, especially since she had Albert as a


    dad before this.


    “Looks like everyone knows you well.”


    “What makes you say that?’ Ste asked.


    Keegan nced at her and said, ‘Well, they all figured out your love for money.”


    Ste rolled her eyes. ‘I guess old habits die hard,’ she thought, referring to Keegan’s constant remark


    on her preference.


    She then showed Keegan the fountain pen Wilfred gave her and said, ‘ I got you something.”


    Keegan turned his head and looked slightly surprised. “A Capri fountain pen?’


    “You sure know your stuff,” Ste said, admiring the stationery. “This thing is expensive, right?”


    “Judging by the craftsmanship and quality, it must be. But, we’ll need to test the ink to know for sure,’


    Keegan replied.


    Keegan paused for a moment and asked, “Why would Mr. Hall Sr. get you a pen when you don’t even


    do calligraphy?”


    “Technically, it wasn’t him who got it.” Ste carefully ced the pen back in the box and continued,


    “Mrs. Saun, my stepmother, gifted it to him, and he gave it to me.”


    “Wait. Darcie was there?” Keegan was taken aback. ‘I thought the Hall family didn’t like her.’


    “We were having dinner, and she came to deliver some medicine to Uncle Wenham. From the way she


    spoke, it seemed like she knew about my identity all along. She gave this fountain pen to my


    grandfather and even prepared a gift for me.”


    Ste grabbed a bag nearby and said, “I haven’t seen what’s inside yet.” She then opened the present


    to reveal an exquisite-looking box with a bottle of perfume inside.


    “Caline,” Ste read thebel. “Why does this brand sound so familiar?”


    Keegan pursed his lips and said, ‘It’s a Hall family product. It was founded by your birth mother and


    was previously known as Enchanted. Darcie’s the one who’s managing the brand now.’


    Ste was stunned to hear that. “My birth mother used to create perfumes? N


    Keegan smiled. “Yeah. She was an exceptional perfumer. She was also great at anything rted to


    scent and taste, including food, liquor, and medicine. Myte father often used the essential oils she


    made when he was suffering from insomnia.”