Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Grace said, “Son, as long as you want to study, I will support you, whether it’s for a double degree or even ten degrees! I’m so happy right now. If you’re joking, please tell me, or else I’ll take you seriously!”

Joe smiled and hugged Grace’s arm. “Mom, can’t I truly want to be like my brother and make you proud?”

Grace rubbed his yellow hair affectionately. “I used to be proud of you, but after you dyed your hair yellow, not so much.”

Joe was speechless. “Then I’ll dye it back.”

Grace immediately handed him a card from the hair salon. “Go quickly. It closes at midnight, so there’s still time today.”

Joe was delighted, realizing his mother had been unhappy with his yellow hair for a long time. “Alright, alright, I’ll go now.”

As she handed him his coat and sent him out, Grace asked, “Sweetheart, earlier you mentioned that someone talked to you, and that’s what made you change your mind. Was it your teacher?”

“Not my teacher, but he does like to teach others,” Joe replied. Though, in reality, he was just a crafty liar—an extremely capable one.

Grace was curious. “He just said a few words, and you suddenly saw the light? I’ve talked to you countless times, and nothing changed.”

explained, “He challenged me to run 20 kilometers, saying if I won, he’d let me join his team. He’s ten years older than me, and at that moment, I thought, ‘How could I lose to

I feel like there’s nothing he can’t do. He wasn’t really trying to recruit me; he just wanted

admit, there weren’t many people in Rivera who could out-earn the Esper family. She thought hard and suddenly

was persuaded to return to school.

She only told Joe to come home quickly and not stay out too

shift in mood. He cheerfully agreed and

race starts in

when he remembered his promise to Keegan and the hope

you serious? We’ve been planning this for ages, and now you’re backing out? What’s going on? Did your family shut you down? Where

just don’t see the point anymore. I’ve wasted a lot of time

you want to buckle down? Your family’s loaded—what’s the point? Quit joking and get over here. There’s a million-dollar prize. We’ve got it all

event—it was a high-stakes, illegal race designed for adrenaline junkies. The prize money was tempting, but it was never about the money for Joe. His family had plenty. He joined the race for the thrill, hoping to meet a former F1 driver rumored

shared a passion for racing, but now he saw some of them were in it solely for the

about illegal races where drivers risked their lives, betting

what Keegan meant about goals and motivations. He’d chosen the wrong path and the wrong friends.

Joe said, “I’m serious. I won’t be participating in these races