Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted By Eleven Jewell Chapter 35

The stoic–looking man dressed in a suit pushed his way into the bar, looking out of place compared to the rest of the guests in the tavern. His outfit seemed more likely to appear in high–end places where gentries gather, rather than their bar. But, of course, who would know what the rich were thinking. Maybe they just wanted to have a little taste of the city–style tavern.

The bartender put on his classic smile and greeted, “Welcome to…”

Stella tapped her glass with dissatisfaction, as she said, “Who are you welcoming? You haven’t poured me my glass of wine! Hurry up!”

The bartender had no choice but to patiently coax the alcoholic. “Miss, there is no wine anymore. We are closing soon.”

“Liar! Why don’t I have wine when the rest do?”

The alcoholic was not easy to fool, and the bartender had an idea when he saw the owner of the Bugatti coming over. “We are really out of wine. This gentleman over here had bought all the wine. Why don’t you come back tomorrow?”

Stella frowned and turned around with shaky motions. She could vaguely see a well–dressed figure swaying in front of her. She propped herself up on the table and staggered to get on her feet. She grabbed the person’s collar, poked his chin, and asked, “So, you were the one who bought off all the wine?”

Her cheeks blushed, her appearance was disheveled, and she reeked of alcohol. There was no semblance of her usual self. Keegan furrowed his brows and pushed her finger that was poking his chin.

“Say something! Are you the one who bought all the wine?” Stella took it seriously when the bartender stonewalled her. She grabbed onto Keegan and looked as though she was going to argue with him. “I was here before you. Who gave you the right to buy all the wine? Don’t you know first come first served?”

The bartender’s heart was in his mouth. Afraid that Keegan would get angry, he hurriedly explained, “Sir, please ignore her. This lady is drunk.”

“You’re the one who’s drunk,” Stella turned her head, glaring at him. “You money–grubber. Did you sell him the alcohol since he paid more?”

The bartender was really afraid that Stella would offend the man, seeing that she had already pulled the man’s clothes out of shape. He compromised, “Could you let go, miss? I’ll give you a bottle for free?”

Stella lifted and shook her index finger. “No!”

The bartender was very wretched, but then the sound of Stella’s laughter came. “I–I can’t drink for free. I have to pay you.”

She let go of Keegan and staggered to her seat to grab her bag. She opened it and looked everywhere, but she could not find any money. She frowned and muttered, “Where’s my money?”

“I’ll give it to you for free. No charges needed.”

“No!” Stella was particularly stubborn on this. “I will pay you!”

She then took out a ring from her bag, pinched it with her fingers, and laughed, “I didn’t bring any cash, but you can take this for now.”

The diamonds on the ring were smaller than gemstones, but they were colorful and bright under the light. As Stella was about to hand the ring to the bartender, Keegan snatched it away.

Stella knitted her brows. “Why did you snatch my ring?”

Keegan gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger. “You’re using the wedding ring to exchange for wine?” NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

“So? Why does it concern you?”

Keegan was in a terrible mood. The bartender was startled, thinking why did Keegan know that it was a wedding ring? His heart jolted when he looked at Keegan’s expression. ‘Could this be the alcoholics‘ rich husband that she was talking, about?”

Stella stared at Keegan’s face and approached him. “Hey, handsome. Do you want to be my boyfriend?”

The bartender was shocked. Keegan looked frigid, and his gaze was icy cold. “Are you single?” His voice was low and dangerous, but Stella did not sense it as her brain was turning to mush.