Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1467

Trevor pressed his lips together and pocketed his phone. He stood up, walked over to Jaylene, and said nothing. Instead, he picked up the bowl of porridge from the table and offered it to her. "Come on. Eat something."

Jaylene had been quietly sobbing. Her grievance intensified upon hearing Trevor's voice, and her sobs grew louder. She grabbed her blanket to cover her head and said hoarsely, "You don't have to worry about me."

Trevor sat at the edge of the bed, gently removing the blanket from her head. "Dad asked me to look after you. Don't be stubborn."

Tears welled up in Jaylene's eyes. "If Dad didn't say anything, are you just going to ignore me? Now that you have your real sister, you don't need to find emotional solace in me anymore. Is that why you won't even look at me?"

Trevor did not reply but instead repeated what he’d said earlier, "Come on, eat. The porridge is getting cold."

Jaylene felt even worse. She swatted the porridge out of Trevor's hand in one swift motion, gritting her teeth. "If you don't care about me, then just leave. Don't pretend to be concerned when you're not."

Trevor glanced at the spilled porridge and said, "When you were looking for Michael, did you genuinely not know he was Stella's makeup artist?"

in her heart. "Don't you believe

his lips together. "Jaylene, there are so many makeup artists in the industry. What are the chances that both of

pale, and her lips trembled. She instinctively wanted to explain, but without waiting for her to speak, Trevor continued, "We've grown up together since we were young. I can tell with

really didn't do it on

"If you found out last night, then you should have known how difficult it was for Stella to find a makeup artist so

took her a long time to say,

"Scared of what?"

was scared that if she came back into the family, you would no longer see me as your sister. I was scared that you would only care for her from now on. Trevor, do you know how long it's been since you looked at me in the eyes? Why is that? She's your sister, but what about me? We grew

her cry. After a long while, he sighed

over twenty years. I want to care for her, love her, and make it up to her; that's what

speak through her

this happens again, I won't be so understanding." He paused for a moment and added, "I won't allow anyone to