Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted Chapter 2427 - Stella leaned in to look. The sketch showed a man in his early forties with a beard covering most of his face. His eyes suggested he was refined. He had a mole near his eyebrow, single eyelids, clear facial bones, and was very thin.

He didn't resemble Larry at all, and if you saw him on the street, you wouldn't connect them.

Stella asked, "Can the database find this scruffy-looking guy?"

Since the DNA wasn't in the database, Stella doubted a photo would help much.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Keegan ruffled her hair and said, "Technology's advancing. As long as he's on this earth, we can trace him."

Stella's eyes brightened. "Do you have a plan?"

Keegan teased her, "What's in it for me?"

Stella playfully offered, "I'll give you my body."

Then she tackled Keegan onto the bed.

Keegan was caught off guard by her boldness, barely managing to protect her waist. Just as he was about to scold her, Stella kissed him.

She lifted his chin with one hand, pressed his shoulder with the other, and kissed him passionately, though she wasn't great at it. Still, the long-missed intimacy heated Keegan up quickly.

His ears turned red, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his neck flushed lightly. His enthusiastic response made Stella's legs go weak, and she soon collapsed on top of him.

Breathing heavily, Keegan flipped her onto her back and kissed her deeply. Stella, eyes closed, started unbuttoning his shirt. When she reached for his belt, he caught her hand.

He chuckled, breath uneven, and nuzzled her nose, whispering, "I see how eager you are to offer yourself."

Blushing, Stella coughed lightly and gave him a doe-eyed look. "Do you want to keep going?"

Keegan didn't reply, but he covered her eyes with his hand, saying, "Don't look at me like that. I can't handle it."

Stella blushed, remembering the last time, and playfully suggested, "How about I lend you a hand?"

Keegan was momentarily speechless.

Just when Stella thought he was too shy to respond, she heard him say, "My legs work too."

Stella paused, then kicked him off the bed.

Keegan sat on the floor, one leg bent, resting his head on his hand, and sighed, "My legs are still strong."

Stella gritted her teeth, "Even if we're broke, we're sleeping in separate rooms!"

Keegan climbed back onto the bed, wrapping his arms around her as she struggled, and laughed, "Okay, okay, let's get serious."

Stella calmed down. "So, what's your plan?"

Keegan explained, "Technology's improving all the time. Do you know about Y-STR testing?"

Stella shook her head.

Keegan said, "Y-STR is inherited

through the paternal line. It can be used to find males from the same

paternal line as the DNA sample. This method helped solve a murder case over 20 years ago.

I gave Larry's DNA sample to a friend. He'll use this method to find males from the same paternaDline. Once we he same n NO find that person, we can trace Larry's real identity. But the process takes

time, so we need to be patient." Read

Stella glared at him, "You had a plan all along, and you kept me on edge!"

Keegan kissed her forehead and softly said, "My bad."

Stella yawned, closed her eyes, and whispered, "I've been so tired lately, I can't seem to wake up."

Keegan said, "You're overworked."

Stella replied, "I just want this all to be over."

"Almost," Keegan reassured her, patting her back gently. Just then, his phone lit up. Jaylene had sent him a selfie on WhatsApp. In the photo, she was wearing a white dress with a deep V-neck, and a necklace with a diamond pendant hanging just above her cleavage.

She also sent a message, "Keegan, does my necklace look good?"