Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted (Stella and Keegan) novel Chapter 1475

Chapter 1475 Darcie froze when Stella agreed to the offer.

Wenham, however, went from confusion to sheer delight.

"Stella, y-you're open to coming back and staying here?" Stella looked at her father, her voice gentle.

"Dad, we've been separated for over twenty years.

Even though we've found each other, our time together has been so short.

You don't know me well, and I don't know you that well either.

The only connection we have is blood.

I'm eager to know what kind of person my father is, and I look forward to spending time with you.

If staying together can help fill in the gaps of those years, I'm willing to do it.

I'm afraid of missing another opportunity.

Once I'm married, the chance to be with you will be even rarer." Wenham's joy was palpable.

"Okay.

I'll accept that as long as you're willing.

I was just worried you'd gotten used to life outside and wouldn't want to come back.” "No matter how exciting life can be out there, it can't compare to the sense of security and happiness of living with family." Wenham was overjoyed.

He hardly knew what to say.

Darcie observed the tender moment between father and daughter and pressed her lips together.

“Alright then.

Why don't I take you upstairs to see your room? We can have someone make changes if there are any issues." Stella looked at Darcie and beamed.

"Your taste should be just fine.

Darcie returned the smile.

"Let's go.

I think the room should be almost ready." The three of them walked up the staircase.

As they arrived at the second floor, they saw Jaylene exiting one of the rooms.

She approached them when she spotted them.

'Dad, Mom," she called out.

She turned to Stella and said, "Stella, you're here." Stella nodded gently.

How are you feeling, Jaylene?" Jaylene lowered her eyes.

But soon, Stella found herself taken aback.

The curtains Wenham had picked out were a bright shade of pink.

And it was not just the curtains.

The entire room was in various shades of pink.

Pink walls, a pink bed, pink everything...

Stella fell silent.

“What do you think? Do you like it?" Wenham beamed.

Stella glanced at Trevor.

'Is this what he meant when he told me my room is going to be unique?’ Trevor had made suggestions, but Wenham did not take any of his advice.

He stubbornly believed that girls like the color pink.

Stella mustered a smile and said, "It's quite...

unique." Wenham proudly began introducing every detail of the room.

Stella could tell that he must have been heavily involved in the entire decoration process since he knew every detail like the back of his hand.