Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Nicole said, 'We haven't been together long, so it's a bit too soon to talk about this." The man replied, "You're not that young
anymore.
Dad and Aunt Helen are quite worried about your future, especially Aunt Helen.
She's worried so much her hair has turned gray.
Since you have a boyfriend now, bring him over to meet her so she can be at ease." Nicole pressed her lips together.
"We haven't been together for long, and Leighton is a few years younger than me.
His career is on the rise.
We're not ready to talk about marriage yet.
When his career is stable and our relationship is still strong, and if he wants to marry me, I'll bring him to meet our parents
without you telling me to." The man wanted to say more, but Nicole didn't give him a chance.
She continued, "If there's nothing else, I'm going to hang up now.
Leighton is busy preparing for his new album and is under a lot of pressure.
With all the recent strange happenings, I want to spend more time with him.
I won't be able to attend the family dinner this week.
Please let Dad and Mom know." She hung up the phone, and just before it disconnected, she heard a loud thud, like something
heavy had been thrown to the ground.
Nicole wasn't hearing this for the first time and had seen it happen countless times.
What once made her heart tremble now hardly fazed her.
Over more than a decade, what was past was past.
She snapped back to reality and looked over at Leighton, who was eyeing her strangely.
Nicole patted the spot where she had pinched him earlier.

"Does it stil] hurt?" Leighton had almost forgotten until she brought it up again.
He slapped her hand away, scowling.
"Of course it hurts.
Don’t you know how hard you pinched?" Nicole chuckled.
"I was just afraid you'd spill the beans.
Alright, it was my fault.
I pinched you once, so you can pinch me once to make it even.
Deal?" Leighton grumbled, "What about the pinch outside the police station? Did you forget about that?" Nicole paused, then
burst out laughing.
"Holding a grudge, huh? Fine, you can pinch me twice." She extended her leg toward Leighton, looking as if she was ready for
the worst.
"Go ahead!" Leighton looked down and saw her pale leg.
She had come looking for him early in the morning, wearing a T-shirt and shorts under her trench coat.
The morning was chilly, and her legs were turning purple from the cold.
They had been covered by her coat until now, so he hadn't noticed.
He looked away, annoyed.
"Crazy! Who wants to pinch your leg?" Nicole was unfazed.
"Then where do you want to pinch? My waist or my arm? Your choice." Leighton thought, is this about pinching? Doesn't she
have any sense of propriety? Nicole seemed oblivious and kept urging, "Just say where." Leighton, fed up, shook off her hand
and glared at her.
"Nowhere! Do you think I'm petty like you? Forget it!" Nicole probed, "Really not going to pinch? If you regret it later, don't blame
me." "Shut up!" "Okay! Ww Nicole quickly pulled her leg back.

Estelle glanced in the rearview mirror, catching the mischievous look on Nicole’s face.
Estelle realized Nicole knew exactly what she was doing.
Leighton might look fierce on the outside, but he was soft-hearted and innocent.
Nicole was playing on this, showing him her leg to make him feel sorry for her.
Nicole covered her legs with her coat, then suddenly remembered something and said softly, "By the way, it's 'petty,' not 'pitty.'
You dimwit!"