Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 197

But then again, Stella was just a young girl. How good could her alcohol tolerance be?

After raising a toast to seven or eight tables of guests, she was already a little dizzy.

Like a wolf in sheep’s clothing, the people who were well-dressed in their day-to-day lives were toasting the bride with the strongest of liquors at this disgusting wedding scene.

Stella had already drunk too much. If she had continued on, she would have spent her wedding night in the Intensive Care Unit instead of her new home.

“You toasted with all the other tables of guests, so why not us? Come on, aren’t you gonna pay us respect?”

The guests at the table went back and forth, coercing her to raise a toast. However, out of nowhere, someone snatched the glass out of Stella’s grip and splashed it across the face of the person who initiated the coercion.

With an angry expression on his face, the man who snatched the glass chuckled as he mocked, “Why don’t you piss off and look at your own reflection. Do you really think you deserve respect?”

at this table.” He wobbly raised his finger at the table. “Looking all dignified and well-dressed while perverted thoughts about the bride are running through your minds.

aggravated assault? Your brother was quick to bail you out! Thank God you were born into a decent family. No matter how much trouble you got yourself into,

split second, he bolted up, grabbed the man by the collar, and narrowed a fork toward the man’s neck. As if he was discussing with the man, Zane said, “I haven’t tried manslaughter. What do you say I

had obviously never dealt with such a threat. His arrogance was gone, and his face

deadlock of the situation. “Zane, let go

approaching them hurriedly. He was Carter, Zane’s twin brother, the most outstanding descendant of the Lowe family, who was also the established heir of

dark and dangerous, while Carter looked more reserved. Carter spoke slowly and gently, like

for you to cause a scene? Let go and

held at the end of his utensils. “Sure. Come on, call me daddy and apologize to me, then I’ll

lot of rich playboys in Rivera, but nobody was

only was he a playboy, but he

a kindergarten class rabbit that the children were supposed to study. He stuffed the disemboweled rabbit into

He promptly pushed the person down the stairs during self-study class that evening, and the

all sorts of ridiculous episodes. Since