Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 2215

She was livid, so in the dead of night, she fed all those delicious treats to the family dog, Cooper. Her grandma, angry, pointed at her and accused her of being malicious, saying she wasn't acting like a proper girl and would struggle to find a husband when she grew up.

During every meal, her cousin would dig through the dishes with his chopsticks before the adults arrived. Her grandparents never uttered a word. But one time, she reached for a chicken leg from the plate and got caught by her grandma, who promptly dragged her in front of her father, accusing her of being a "starving ghost reincarnate."

Her father glanced at her, frowned, and said, "Where are your manners? Who told you to touch the dishes before the elders? Why can't you wait? Always thinking about food, what kind of future will you have? I shouldn't have allowed your mother to raise you!"

That was the first time she found her father so distasteful.

She had intended to offer him that chicken leg. If she hadn't taken it, her grandma would have given both to her cousin. Her mother always said her father was studying so hard, he needed to eat well.

She didn't know what was nutritious, so she asked her cousin, who snapped off a chicken leg and handed it to her, saying, "Chicken legs are nutritious; eating them will make you tall and smart like me."

greedy, but everyone said she was. Gluttony seemed like a cardinal

a piece of foie gras with a child, all he could think was, what evil intentions could a glutton have? People were truly different from one

you?" Vermont called out to her, noticing

asking, "So were you deliberately trying to get me

chuckled again. "At first, I just wanted to tease you, get you to join in the fun with everyone. Who knew you'd be so honest about drinking? If someone toasted you,

drinks too. They both ended up

stuck her tongue out, and said she was going

a shortage of extras, the director would ask her to fill in. She had the most experience playing a

was half-asleep, wondering what was so special about playing a corpse. Then,

for her neck and chest, creating numerous red marks, then grabbed a blood pack she'd taken from the prop box and tried to stick it on herself. After a few failed attempts, she called him over to help. When he squeezed it, the blood pack burst, "blood” flowing down

Vermont suddenly remembered everything

them; it was