Chapter 173

A familiar voice came from the other end of the line when the call patched through.

To his surprise, it was Marshall Keegan clenched his jaw and pursed his lips, not saying anything Having received no reply from that end, Marshall hesitated for a while before he called out, Keegan?”

Keegan then gave a short “Yes” as a reply.

Marshall said, “Why can’t your phone be reached?”

“No battery left “Keegan paused. “Are you looking for Stella?”

”

Marshall smiled. “I’m looking for you. I could not reach your phone, so I tried calling Stella instead ”

‘Stella Keegan pondered over the name as he pressed his lips.

“Is there anything you need?”

Marshall’s cleared his voice. “I’ve been busy these few days. When Aurora brought up the topic of your injury when I chatted with her this morning, I went to Vermont for further details. How are you feeling?

Are you better now?”

Keegan pinched his eyebrows and said, “I’m fine.”

“Vermont said the person had been caught. Do you need my help?”

Marshall’s connections would definitely be able to let those two face prosecution.

“I’ll contact you again if there’s a need to.”

As soon as Keegan finished speaking, Stella drowsily opened her eyes. “Who is it? Why are you on the line for so long?”

Her voice had a coarse undertone from just waking up, startling Marshall.

Keegan looked at her and said indifferently, “Marshall.” After a pause, he asked, “Do you want to speak with him?”

Stella perked up instantly.

‘Marshall didn’t disclose the matter regarding the lawsuit, did he?’

She hastily snatched the phone, sat upright with her back facing Keegan, and nervously probed, “Mr.

Moore, is there a reason for your current call?”

Keegan pursed his lips, unhappy.

Returning to reality, Marshall replied, “I couldn’t reach Keegan’s phone. Vermont mentioned that both of you met with trouble last night. Are you hurt?”

Stella sighed in relief. “That gave me a fright. I thought Mr. Moore was calling about the lawsuit.’

“I’m fine. Keegan was hurt, but it’s not life-threatening.”

Keegan…

“It’s ok if you’re fine. Do you want to come along to the jewelry exhibition the day after tomorrow?”

“What jewelry exhibition?”

Marshall warmly said, “It’s my aunt’s. She’s organizing a jewelry exhibition the day after. She’s a jewelry appraiser and Vice President of the Rivera Jewelry Association, with many connections in the jewelry industry. She has recently been trying to prepare a semi-private jewelry exhibition with some private collections from her and some of her friends. There will also be jewelry collections from some of the branded companies present. Do you want to have a look?”

Having liked glittering jewelry, Stella would be thrilled to pick out a few sets if it were the past her.

These expensive jewelry pieces are no longer within her budget since she’s about to divorce Keegan.

Window shopping for jewelry will only make her heart restless.

She then said, “I don’t think I’ll be going. I have to stay home to take care of my husband’s broken arm.’

The corner of Keegan’s eyes twitched.

Who was it that said his wounds were not severe?

Marshall did not force the matter. “Alright, then. Take good care of Keegan. I’ll come over once I’m finished.”

After hanging up the phone, she saw Keegan looking at her quizzically.

Stella, in hindsight, moved sluggishly toward him as she recalled yesterday.

‘I really shouldn’t have drunk last night. I became indecisive once Keegan started teasing me. To think I came onto him when Keegan let me, using his injured arm as an excuse!’

It was better to forget about the past.

Right now, all she wanted to do was discard all the embarrassing moments from last night.

“Why is Marshall called Fifty Million?”