Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Leighton suddenly realized what was happening.
All this talk about making ugly faces and shedding his idol image—this crazy woman was just messing with him! Embarrassed
and angry, he lunged for her phone.
Nicole dodged left and right, but in the process, she accidentally hit the back of her head on the glass, her face turning pale with
pain.
At the same moment, Leighton managed to grab her phone but was startled by her cry of pain.
Holding her phone, he looked at Nicole's ashen face.
He instinctively wanted to ask if she was okay but remembered her recent antics and hardened his heart.
"Stop messing with me.
Don’t think I'll fall for it again." Nicole didn't say anything, pressing a tissue to her wound.
When she pulled it away, it was nearly soaked with blood.
Leighton was at a loss.
"Why is there so much blood?" Nicole glanced at him, pressing the tissue back to her wound.
"You were so rough, and now you're scared?" Leighton was speechless once more.
He ground his teeth.
"No one's going to think you're mute if you don't talk!" This crazy woman, did she even feel pain? Leighton urged Estelle to drive
faster.
Nicole, seeing his serious and tense expression, couldn't help but tease him.
"Worried about me?" Leighton glared at her.
"Only a fool would worry about you! I'm just afraid you'll die in my car!" Nicole chuckled, closing her eyes and murmuring, "Don't
worry.

Bad people live long lives.
I’ve got another nine hundred years to go." Seeing her so weak, Leighton’s lips twitched.
For once, he didn't argue back.
Instead, he kept glancing at her head, unable to hide the worry in his eyes.
"Are you going to delete it or not?" Nicole asked quietly.
"If not, give me back my phone." Leighton snapped out of it, annoyed.
"How am I supposed to delete it without the password?" Nicole said, "The password is your birthday." Leighton was stunned.
"What did you say?" Nicole repeated, "The password is your birthday." Leighton felt puzzled, wondering if she'd hit her head too
hard.
But when he entered his birthday, the phone actually unlocked! Her wallpaper was even a photo of him.
His hands shook as he looked at her in disbelief.
Nicole, frowning, urged him, "Hurry up and delete it.
Then give it back.
I need to reply to some messages." Feeling complicated emotions, Leighton opened the photo album.
It was filled with pictures of him—some from when they met, some from his magazine shoots.
His throat tightened, and just then, the phone vibrated with a message from her manager, asking about the live stream incident.
Nicole kept urging him, so he quickly deleted the ugly photo and handed the phone back to her.
Nicole began typing a quick response to her manager, while Leighton sat beside her, his heart in turmoil.
Would someone who didn't like you use your birthday as their phone password? Would someone who didn't like you use your
photo as their wallpaper? Would someone who didn't like you have so many pictures of you on their phone?