Chapter 1138

Stella did not say a word. She would have thought Keegan was complimenting her if she did not know him well.

The pot of fish stew was delivered to Leighton’s residence half an hour later. As a famous celebrity, Leighton had strict rules about his food intake to maintain a healthy figure. He had been particularly opposed to eating at night since the start of his career. Other than when he was out for social gatherings, Leighton had never eaten anything after 8:00 p.m. Even if it was after a late-night shoot.

His manager, Estelle, was surprised to see him run down the stairs when the doorbell rang, and he came in with a pot and a bag of fruits. She stood in the living room with her takeout and said as she ate her food, “I just asked if you wanted some dinner, and you said no. Yet, you ordered takeout?”

Leighton carefully carried the pot into the house and grunted, “Do restaurants give you their pots when you order from them?”

Estelle was stunned. “Don’t tell me it’s a gift from one of your fans. Are you in a relationship with them, you bastard? A good handful of people in the industry have met their downfall after dating their fans.

Don’t you dare do the same!”

Leighton rolled his eyes at his manager and said, “Are you crazy?” After he said that, he carried the pot into the kitchen.

Estelle chased after him and asked, “Who gave it to you, then?”

Leighton was in an excellent mood. “Stella cooked some fish stew for me,” he said with a smug.

Estelle did not believe him. “Why on earth would she do that? If “To thank me, of course, for helping her collect information about Andrea’s case.”

Estelle was confused. “When did that happen? Why didn’t you tell me? There isn’t much evidence in Andrea’s case. Why would you want to get into this mess?”

“Evidence can be found if you look hard enough for it,” said Leighton. Not wanting to discuss more on the topic, he put the pot on the stove and began to light it. However, the gas did not turn on. “Is the stove broken?” Leighton frowned and asked.

“No. It’s just not connected to a gas line,” Estelle replied.

“Why isn’t it connected?”

“Well, you don’t cook. So, why would you need gas? It costs thousands of dollars to set up those things, you know?”

Leighton was annoyed. “It’s not like I can’t afford that!”

“True, but your temper is going to cause your downfall. I have to prepare some savings for you when that happens so that you won’t starve to death,” Estelle said with a straight face.

Leighton’s expression darkened when he heard that.

In the end, Estelle went to the neighbor’s place to borrow a portable gas stove, and Leighton was able to reheat the pot of food. The stew looked rather good after it came to a boil. Leighton then took a picture of it, sent it to Stella, and said, [ It smells delicious. Thank you.]

Stella was having some mushroom soup when she saw the message and almost spit her food out. She looked up at Keegan and said, “Leighton texted me to thank you.”

Keegan was not surprised. He maintained his elegant posture and said in disdain, “So, that boy has manners.” Stella was speechless at his remark.

Meanwhile, Leighton happily picked up his spoon to taste the stew upon seeing Stella’s reply. However, he spit the food out the moment it entered his mouth.