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.”

ten years older than

head, embarrassed. “He wasn’t much faster than me, but I underestimated him. He’s incredibly strong—no, terrifyingly strong! I feel like there’s nothing he can’t do. He wasn’t really trying to recruit me; he just wanted to preach to me, to get me to focus on my studies. At first, I thought you’d hired him to talk to me, but then I realized he’s wealthier than our family, so

silent. Joe’s words unintentionally hurt her, but she had to admit, there weren’t many people in Rivera who could out-earn the Esper family. She thought hard and suddenly remembered

afterward, Joe was persuaded to return to school. Connecting the dots, Grace felt it was likely

and didn’t respond directly. She only told Joe to come home quickly and

didn’t notice Grace’s shift in mood. He cheerfully agreed

called. “Where are you? It’s late, and the race starts

the hope he’d given

friend was shocked. “Are you serious? We’ve been planning this for ages, and now you’re backing out? What’s going on?

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

family’s loaded—what’s the point? Quit joking and get over here. There’s a

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 nerve. Joe had thought they shared a passion for racing, but now he

to wealth. He’d heard stories about illegal races where drivers risked their

meant about goals and motivations. He’d chosen the wrong path and the wrong friends. Their dreams

said, “I’m serious. I won’t be participating in these races anymore. You should avoid them