Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 2214

Felicity blushed, her hand poised to strike, but Vermont grabbed it and pulled her into his embrace. "You know, when you dashed off after that fib the other day and Corbin Steven asked me about you, I instantly knew you were pulling a fast one. I didn’t even recognize you. But back then, I just figured it was another ploy from some wannabe celebrity trying to grab my attention. With my looks and wealth, I attract quite the crowd."

Felicity made a face of disgust. "Such a narcissist!"

Vermont chuckled. "I've seen all sorts of tactics, but you're the first to greet me with a hug as if we've known each other for ages. I thought maybe it was because you were not exactly a heartthrob, so you had to resort to some unique methods to catch my eye."

Felicity bristled slightly at the "not exactly a heartthrob" remark but was intrigued by Vermont's initial impression of her. Her curiosity piqued.

"I was intrigued, though. I thought, 'Let's see what else she's got up her sleeve to win me over.' So, I scanned the crowd and found you patiently waiting in line for foie gras."

The foie gras, freshly seared by the chef, took time, especially with the bustling crowd. The head chef, somewhat renowned, was known for this delicacy, and Felicity had been craving it for ages. But she wasn't alone; there were seven or eight others ahead of her.

She waited patiently until she was almost next in line. Just as it was about to be her turn, the chef announced there was only enough for three more servings, and the rest should stop queuing.

happened to be the

gras, she struck up a conversation, asking for hers to be cooked a bit tender. But just

his desire for foie gras, prompting his mother to join the queue. The chef regretfully informed

remained composed, but when Felicity finally received her foie gras, he looked at

could refuse

to the child and watched

remarkable consideration, shared

up, and they sat together in a corner,

tapped her on

I was

his sentence; he burst into

felt a pang of embarrassment at his laughter, unsure why. She glared at him. "What's so

"I was just thinking, what kind of ill intentions could a food